"Ah, well, I'm glad to hear that," the curator said, following the chuckle he let out at Julien teasing his Flabébé. Then he held a hand out towards the blonde. "Bernard Jeanneret."

He really must have been getting old, as it did his heart good to see people visiting the museum he'd put his heart and soul into. It wasn't just this young man next to him either - looking around, the faces of all kinds of people from children to elders, Kalosians and non, wore pleasant smiles as they milled around the Crystabloom. Maybe it was reacting to the crowd around it and that's why it seemed so full of life... or... could it really have been the one person?

"I wonder..." Bernard mused, raising a hand to stroke at his beard again. There had been another young man in earlier that day who'd seemed to have the opposite effect on the flower. For the first time since obtaining it Bernard has seen the Crystabloom dim, and he'd nearly had a heart attack when he thought it was finally wilting - on opening day no less! But now, the flower was healthier and more vibrant than ever.

"You know... it might actually be possible," the man said, turning to scrutinize Julien a little more. "This world is full of surprises after all. Have you, or perhaps your Flabébé, ever experienced something like this before?"