He moved to turn towards her as she sat, continuing to look pleased at the situation.

"I can see what draws you to this place. It's calm, tranquil. And such a variety of flowers, though I can only see that they are different shapes and colors. Beyond that, I am wholly ignorant of the differences." He figured that as a woman, Sulu knew flowers at least a bit. Weren't women always arranging them in vases? It seemed pointless, since they'd die soon enough that way.