"Come on, I know how to pull my punches." Well, sort of. He had been in Reims out of necessity anyway. One broken nose could spell sudden death for the whole freaking town. But he tips his head, following her gaze to the flowers. Unlike Jessica, she had received his gifts better. Then again, his gifts to Claire had been alive. But he thinks it's more a Jessica thing than that, in the end. She must have seen that, at least, he assumes everyone had. His public fight with Jess that had proven once and for all his voice really did work. "I'm glad you like them."

The flowers. He turns back towards the window and considers the merits of just climbing back out. He knows from experience though that it's nice to have company after something like that. And he'd been worried about her, something he's not afraid to show if his presence here is any indication.