Will was too embarrassed by the way Olenna spoke, he could sense a double meaning to her words and it made him coy beyond belief. Deciding a polite smile and cheeky grin of his own was the best answer before he escorted Margaery off into the winding rows of bush and flower.

He wasn't all that worried that Raksha had decided to be a thirdwheel, confident that the pups nose was good enough that it could sniff it's way back out, should she become lost.

As they turned round the first few corners, Will took in all the beautiful colours and scents. He smiled as Margaery as she reviled how she didn't want him to leave, but it was her comment about being candid that drew a curious knot to his brow. "It's hard to be honest with people here? I'm sorry to hear that... I'm always available to lend an ear or shoulder for you."

The more they became surrounded with breath taking colours and petals, the more Margaery just seemed to put them all to shame with her own beauty. Will slowed them, pausing for a moment to cup a rose and draw it to his nose to smell. It was then that he pricked his finger on a small, almost hidden thorn. Pulling back quickly, popping his hurt digit into his mouth to stop the bleeding. "Why is it always the pretty things come at a painful cost?" More of a musing to himself then meaning to be spoken out loud.