Ah, it's sentiments like that which endeared him to the vampire across all these years. Iseul knew a few others, all the sort to revel in what they are while mourning those things of daylight they'd lost. But then there's Hai who sees the beauty in his eternal darkness.

Hai, who probably hears Iseul's pulse stutter at that poetic observation. Well, Iseul certainly isn't the type to see beauty in everything. Oh, no, he'll blatantly avert his eyes from that which he considers ugly. Plants and flowers are not among such things.

"Few understand."