[Claude watches her closely to make sure she's not about to spill tea and scald herself, but she seems to be managing for the time being. He sits back and waits for his own tea to cool before taking a sip.]

It's a type of flower, looks a bit like a daisy. Easy enough to grow if you know what you're doing.

[He'd picked it up easily enough, back on greenhouse duty at Garreg Mach Monastery. But a thought occurs to him, and he lets out a short, humourless laugh.]

Then again, I suppose growing anything right now is questionable at best.