[ Sure, Klavier could mope or freak out about being stuck in some alien universe far away from everything he's ever known, but the universe he left behind was taking on a lot of those characteristics too so why not at least try to enjoy what he has, ja?

Hearing a familiar voice gets him to look up and he grins up at Trucy--oh, and look, another little purple flower. The one he picks to offer her is white, however, to better match what she's wearing. ]

Ahh, but for you, Fräulein, how could I possibly charge? Good afternoon. I'm sorry for causing such an obstruction--are you all right?