[His smile is amicable, even if his eyes are a little weirder than she's used to.]

Oui, I know a place or growin' things. Gardening dome, where they grow our food. I doubt anybody'd mind plantin' some flowers out there.

[He's known a few people with the same tendency, too, so he's gotten pretty good at recognizing someone who's being happy to cover up being something else, not that he's going to comment on it.]

Settlin' in okay, then?