........................ ..................... love, this girl understood the meaning of love. Surely. If she wasn't already impressed with the girls work ethic and devotion to gardening, then was now. Reading, to plants. It was... remarkable, the likeness between them. "I do that too," she affirmed, grinning brightly. "And I sing to them, and talk to them while I work... it's a nice way to pass the time, but I tend to agree, giving them that love and attention... that personal touch, it surely helps them grow." She was a firm believer in that.

"That's me too," she noted with a rigorous nod. "I was always captivated by plants... and creatures, but mostly plants... and I can understand your point of view. My husband and son will always come before my love for plants, but there's no reason why I can't adore both in equal measure." And it also helped that Aron was a herbologist too. Their son, well, he had little choice but to grow up loving flora too. Time spent in the garden was so nice when it was the three of them, and the two year old was fast growing an appetite for flowers, even if it was a literal appetite.

It was a good thing she didn't choke on her tea as she took a sip to warm her throat. Angel had made a pretty big call in saying that, and she could feel her cheeks going rosy from it. "That's very kind of you to say, Angel," she replied, definitely feeling as if more hugging and crying was in order. Merlin. Hormones. "And of course I would be delighted to go, I'm never one to pass up an opportunity like that, and an expedition with a valued former student of mine would be amazing." She gave Angel a wink here, she already felt quite close to the first year. It would be a good year... she could tell.