It really, truly is. Flowers have an interesting connotation as far as they're concerned. The chosen means through which they exited their world, once presented with a choice. Something they still love enough to demonstrate their encyclopedic knowledge of such at the drop of hat, despite...

Everything.

"Blue star plant," he says mildly. That's fitting, isn't it? What's a star, indeed. "Well, if he's happy to leave things like that, maybe you should think about the specifics of your story."

The best stories are only a little ways out from the truth. Not so far that you forget the specifics, but just enough so that anyone who hears it will land slightly off the mark.

That doesn't include the most important part of any lie, of course.

The fact that you have to believe it.