He slips into Zechs’ office with a grin. “Welcome back from Mars.” He presents him a bouquet of flowers and a balloon with a teddy bear on it.
Zechs’ eyes widen and he gives Quatre the biggest, warmest smile he’s ever seen. “Thank you, Quatre. They’re perfect.”
He looks to the balloon, setting the flowers on Zechs’ desk. “I was a bit unsure about the balloon. I wasn’t positive it was conveying the right message.” Tugs the balloon forward and studies it. “‘Welcome home from Mars. A five-year-old got you a balloon.’”