Heiji didn't really mind the shadows or the cool air -- at least not once they got to the flower patch. He did, however, have to resist the sudden urge to roll in the flowers and get their scent all over him, which is exactly what he would have done in the Other Realm.

"Wow, check this out!" He bent down to take in the vivid color and slightly spicy smell of a marigold, petted the velvety-soft petals of a white daisy.

"I was thinkin' about laying some out on the graves, but... it'd be kind of a shame to pick all of these, too. Maybe just a few?" He should restrain himself a bit; after all, plants were living things, too. Not quite like the already-cut blooms to be found in a florist's shop, the flowers here were vibrant and wild. It'd almost be a shame to pluck them.