"Course not. You've got way too much spunk for that, don't you?" He teased with a chuckle. It was his favorite thing about her and likely the only reason she put up with him.

Wasn't black roses associated with death? He inwardly cringed, but tried to keep up his more put out than disturbed attitude. "No, no. I'm not going to let it win," he joked with one more cough to clear his throat. "Besides, some people like rose flavored things. Rose tea and rose water.." He was not one of those people, which was obvious when he went for his beer again.

"Besides, do I seem like someone who does anything they don't want to?"