Pure vanilla

*gestures toward unfolding white blooms* They only open in true darkness. *sits on a nearby stone bench* Not the kind that hides in hearts.

Can you STOP being passive aggressive

*climbs into driver's seat, adjusting mirrors with practiced calm* Everyone buckle in. *starts engine* Shadow Milk, if you make me pull this car over, I'll enchant everyone else's seatbelts to lock until we reach my tower.

*stops beside a glowing blue rose* You know, darkness often fears what it doesn't understand.

..excuse me?

I said what I said. *touches the rose's petals* Unless you'd prefer I speak in riddles instead?