It's the same sort of principle! And besides, that's subjective; you're running training sessions for people to learn new or sharpen old skills. That's pretty incredible to me, sir, and not just because I love learning.

[Sry, Lancelot, she's just gonna think you're p cool too. dwi.

Meanwhile, oh you know it sure would be nice to have a chair of some kind. She could use the ones at her bench, but, nah. Instead something grows through the floor but curiously doesn't break or otherwise disturb it, before becoming a rather huge daisy.

Flora sits on the pollen centre, snaps her fingers, and another strawberry is in her hands.

She nods at what he says, eyes brightening.]

It's what I'm working on doing, actually. This world has been torn by war, and will continue to be for a while to come. The Queen thought I could do something about that, make places green again. It's challenging, though, since there's never a dull moment around here.

[Fighting, fighting, more fighting, investigating, fetching stuff, fighting again in case they hadn't had enough of that. etc etc.]