Once he suggested that they move on she perked up though; "yes! I'm sure there must be some pretty flowers or something, right? I think we already passed a few... but I guess we gotta be careful what we touch in here," dusting off her hands, Isobel sent Zac a beam before leisurely moving onwards. "If you could choose any plant in the world - or fiction, I guess - what would you most like to see here?"
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