[ Despite appearances Hilda has never paid too much attention to flowers either. The extent of Hilda's botany knowledge extends only to the ones that she likes; she didn't know what they could be used for, reducing them to their scent profiles for perfume and use in jewellery or accessories. Her failing doesn't sting any less just because Petra admits not to recognizing either however.

She bites down on her bottom lip in thought, wrecking her brain for anyone that she may have come across that would know. Claude's name flashes through her mind however briefly which she promptly nudges aside. Claire isn't here and it would be silly to try and get a merchant or messenger to get this over to her. But then - ]

I might know someone who could probably find out if they don't know. [ Her eyes alight like a lightbulb has gone off in her head. ] You know, Nadine, right? She might be able to help us, or even figure out why they look like this. Do you think we can dig it up and get it to her?