Ziggy takes his hand and smiles, the light if his own brightened. I promised to take you here before today. I wish I could for real but memories are the best I can do now.

There's a sadness to his words but it turns to happiness as he pulls the smell of the blossoms out of the memory. The experience probably more intense than a human would have, same with the colors. The colors are richer and more vibrant because these are memories from an Anthean's senses.

I'm at you command, lover.