"Don't put it in such a love maniac way!" Laharl said, almost gagging. As much as he did care about his mom, that was still too much.

"Fine, we'll get her something," he said, not disagreeing with the actual idea. He even sort of liked the idea, but, of course, was not about to say so.

"...Any ideas?" He then asked. Laharl's only thought was flowers, but this place didn't have any real ones.