She laughed, her voice bright and warm. "You can speak to them too." Inesa was being very literal when she said that she's been speaking to flowers. "I don't know if these flowers can speak back but I think they understand our meaning if we talk to them."

She leaned forward and picked up a stray petal before placing it on her lap with a few others.

"I am collecting the pieces that fall on the ground. Please let me know if you see any. I was thinking of trying to use them or maybe give them to Lancelot to play with."