Antauri was wise, handsome, and eloquent.
There was no other way to say it. Lotus flowers were perfect for someone like them. He would've grabbed black lotuses, but he didn't for two reasons. First, he couldn't find any lotuses of that color. Second, even if he could find them, black wouldn't be as fitting anymore. Gibson grabbed a bunch of white lotus flowers instead.
In a way, it was perfect.
It added onto the symbolism that was already there and it fit Antauri even more. They were reborn in body and soul. A new body and a state of mind that could appreciate the finer things in life now. A state of mind that allowed him to explore himself more and be more open to everything around them.
Gibson put the white lotuses in their room. They had a note attached to them, saying what they symbolized. It wasn't necessary, Antauri was the one who made him interested in the language of flowers in the first place, but he wanted to make his intentions clear.
He left the room with a smile, knowing he would love them.
Meanings: Purity, eloquence, and rebirth.