"All right. Feel free to come find me if you need anything." He gives him the name of the inn and goes.

In the morning he goes looking for Hashirama, carrying a small woven basket full of bulbs and seed packets.

Hashirama is in his office, plowing through the morning's paperwork, which he sets a wooden clone to when he sees Raafi.

"Hello!" he says, standing.

"Good morning! I come bearing gifts," he grins, offering the basket.

"Excellent!" He accepts the basket, looking through things. "What are all these called?"

These six are medicinal, one that brings down fever and two that are good for poultices and one for blood infections and one for nausea and one for pain. These three are spices and this one is a berry bush; these two are ornamental flowers and this one is an ornamental ground cover. This one grows into a tree with strong wood in a lovely dark color that he thinks will complement the parts of the city he's seen, and this one produces a fiber that's good for spinning and takes dye well. He knows the names of most of them, and can describe their grown forms in detail, but one of the ornamental flowers he collected himself and hasn't found anyone who recognizes it.

Oooooooooh!

He's excited about all of them! And has questions about growing seasons, and shade and water and soil requirements, though if Raafi doesn't know those they tend to be fairly easy for Hashirama to figure out.

The unrecognizable ornamental flower stays unrecognizable, but he's sure a local name can be invented. Probably after where it's from, or who brought it, or some other reference. 

Raafi knows a fair bit about all of them - mostly derived from where they can be found in the wild, but in quite a bit of detail within that domain.

He suggests that it might be better to name the mystery ornamental for Fharlanghn than himself, all told.

That seems reasonable!

Would Raafi like a tour of the gardens? Hashirama has the time. Technically.

"That sounds lovely. I haven't had much of a chance to see your native plants yet."

"Some of them are even in seed this time of year - a few have limits on who can gather seeds, but most of them don't."

He'll lead the way out of the tower - there's gardens all over the city, of course, and parks as well, but the more thorough ones he maintains are on top of the cliff, near the overlooks. There's a path that curls up, suitable for non-shinobi.

When the cliff comes into view, Raafi pauses to chant and gesture for a moment, and then lifts gently off the ground. "We don't have to take the long way," he grins.

"Nifty! How fast can you go?"

"About twice my walking speed." He demonstrates, zipping around a bit. "Only for fifteen minutes per casting, but it's pretty fun, and I can share."

"I could jump that, but a ride sounds interesting, if you're offering."

He chants and gestures again, and swoops down to offer his hand. "Come on up, then, the weather's fine."

He laughs, taking Raafi's hand.

And suddenly 'up' is an available direction to move in; it's as intuitive as walking, and about as effortless. "Don't go too high; the magic will give out gradually, but it only lasts a few seconds once it starts to. About twice the height of that tree should be fine."

"Is that relative to the ground? And thanks for the warning!"

Weeeeeee flying! This spell's pretty slow, so this wouldn't be useful tactically, but it's fun!

"Mmhmm." 

Swooping around is lots of fun, and the view is pretty amazing. "This isn't my very favorite thing about being a cleric of Fharlanghn, but it's in the top ten, easily."

Floating above the cliff: "I can see so much of the city from up here, it's really amazing..."

"It really is. You've done a wonderful job." He drifts closer, and - handholding?

Hand-holding and shoulder bump! "I've had so much help! It's really been everyone's labor."

Ee! (He does not express this aloud.) "Cities are pretty incredible that way, so many people working together."

"It's my favorite part of all this, seeing people coming together, setting aside their differences..."

"We can be so good, when we put our minds to it."