It was a feeling, really, just a vibe, deep in the gut. But they'd long since learned to trust their gut feelings, to trust that the soul remembered what the mind had long forgotten-

"Here. I think it's less about what you say and what you feel." One hand gently placed upon the older man's, guiding- "Think about... what it would mean to you, to see all these lillies healthy and blooming. Let that thought, that emotion sort of... fill you. Right? Then... just let it be."