"Clear. Just the barest glint of blue when the light hits it."

He fell silent as she worked, his chest clenching painfully. It was incredibly beautiful. She probably had no idea what it meant, to have all of this, down here.

He watched her sink to the ground, his expression torn, and he gingerly stepped onto the grass. His sandals disappeared into black smoke, just to let him feel the blades under his feet.

"... I don't understand why you're giving us this," He whispered, frowning, one little blue flower just brushing his foot.

"I kidnapped you. You should be furious with me."

How could he possible answer 'better?'

Of course it was better. It was so beautiful that it took his breath away. But it just made him angrier at himself for forcing someone like this into the position she was in.

Made him angrier at Demeter for making her believe she wasn't worth anything.