As she took the flower, she felt something change. She heard whispers, quiet and distant, and in all ways opposed to each other, coming from all around her. They sounded human, or at least humanoid, and all seemed to be speaking to nobody in particular. Worse, still, was that due to the busy streets around them it would be difficult to discern to where these new voices were coming from.
"Nuh! I don't need them!" She responded, ever slanted towards happiness.