Saint had spotted the petals during a stroll through the plaza; the red catching his eye against the white of the snow. The towering Titan had no idea what to expect when he found the source, but he wasn't expecting the petals to be drifting from a lovely woman's hair.

His helmeted head tilts as he spots her, and shifts as he noticed the red and white cloth on her lap. He caught a glimpse of a familiar symbol before she bunched it in her lap. The woman's question caught him off guard a moment or two, before he sat down next to her at a polite conversational distance so he wouldn't be looming over her.

"Hmm. I think it just depends on the person." He said after a moment, deep accented voice contemplative. "Not everyone gets drawn to another based on looks alone." He rubbed a gloved finger at the bottom edge of his helmet. "Err...are you referring to strictly romantic pairings or...ah...friends. Team-mates?" His r's rolled pleasantly as he spoke. He wasn't really an expert on romantic relationships but he would help answer her curiosity however he could.