Being so tall his strides are long and doesn't think much about how fast they are moving for his tiny companion as they head toward the table. Once close enough he slides into the bench and lowers his hand to the table.

He looks at the flowers with furrowed brows. He knew a lot about Earth but he can't immediately place the flowers at first. "I think these are Petunias and marigolds."

He's not sure though but the riot of color is pleasant. If it wasn't apparent from his attire, Ziggy adored bright and colorful.