Seems her rather clumsy performance became less attractive to scold than to those who had been unluckier than her. That Nadia thought while she walked back in from the Classroom, her hands empty because the containers were on her rather big pockets.

She walked to the poison cell and left her load in there before Virhosa and Erica walked in, one by one but rather quickly. Just stopping to take the occassional piece of parchment that had become attatched to the container that was on her pockets. Nonetheless, rather smooth for her an activity.

As she was walking back, she noticed the place had quickly filled up with people. Some new, some old anti-social ones. Speaking of the latter, as he was being approached by a Ravenclaw girl... Nadia stopped mid-chuckle. Which sounded rather strange like she was choking in fish spine, but never you mind. Something seemed to avoid her, about Jaren's behavior - something unthinkable inside her head. A look at the young Ravenclaw's face and her emotions gave another turn.

And she stomped away, going to work in another area of the greenhouse. Grind stones it was. She took the purple stones, the moltar and pestle and grinded, fast and hard, as if wanting to get over with this task as soon as possible.