Yeah, you need a few. Like, uh... [ she's glancing down at the flora at her feet--there's quite a few, yes, but the creeping feeling that these flowers came from her is... embarrassing... she has a reputation to keep, damn it.

so yeah, they've stopped growing. and might actually be growing red from slight embarrassment. emotions are haaard.

she plucks a few, starts to twine the stems together. ]

You can kind of braid the stems together, like this, if you've ever braided shit before. I'll show you.