"A sound plan," he responds brightly. Ky holds the flowers safely in his hands, promptly moving to fall into position at Potemkin's side. Standing by the larger man is like standing next to a wall; he's a little certain he could be shielded from the sun if he positioned himself properly. Not that he has anything against the sun, but it's interesting to ponder.

He begins walking with Potemkin, pacing himself more slowly than his usual, brisk, purposeful gait in an effort to be more... casual. Hopefully. "Will we be touring through the Gardens today?"