Does Kidwun know how lucky they are? That all their favorite colors happen to coincide with the colors the flowers are on this island? Or at least the majority she's seen-it's incredible. How fortunate for their little bean self. She responds with a happy little hum, plucking a particularly green piece of grass as they walk because, well, it's one of their favorite colors. Maybe it can tie the look together once she gets a decent crown going.

Or maybe it can start the look.

While those hooligans talk about things like medicine and farming, Ren's gonna amble over to Kidwun's side and, if they don't move away, stick the blade of grass behind their ear. Perfect. Beautiful. This is gonna be great. "Does 'wheat' look pretty? Is that a flower too?"