Author's Note: Did anyone see how pissed off Henri looked after Harry didn't remember that Agnes had left? My inner shipper had to take some figurative Xanax to calm down after that.
Pink Rose - Grace, gratitude, desire, passion, joy of life, youth, energy.
He asks her about ribbon because he cannot stand to see her with that boy, so he asks about ribbon and smiles at her answer because she's so utterly correct.
He sweeps her off to fashion, much to the consternation of Miss Mardle and the boy but he gets to watch her exclaim and innovate all the time.
When that filthy drunken man comes along, the man who is, without a doubt, the one who has made her so aged so fast he longs to be the one to come to her rescue, to punish the filth for beating something so beautiful into the ground, but the boy gets to the man who claims to be her father first (He cannot believe that that man was involved in creating something so beautiful such as she.).
She leaves and doesn't come back and he finds himself wandering over to what used to be her counter and instead finding it staffed by that rather vulgar girl whose name he can never remember (He's a bit worried she thinks he fancies her.).
He almost screams when Harry doesn't realise that she's gone. Doesn't he feel her absence? Doesn't he see how obviously listless the store is without her rare smiles?
It's not the same.