Uta has the slightest bit of dread at the idea of it all, but he’s right. There wasn’t much they could do about it now but handle it as best they could when it starts to affect them. If it starts to affect them.

She brushes herself off, the dirt coming off cleanly (or as cleanly as it could), only leaving a small bit of dust behind. Satisfied with her efforts she glances up as he mentions that the didn’t have to pick flower. The display was interesting, unsure of what he was doing before he showed off the projection. She can’t help but be amazed, grinning brightly.

“That’s amazing!” And certainly made things easier for them. Not having to bring the flower with them and continually inhale the pollen was a plus.

There is something familiar about him she can’t put her finger on, has felt it for a while but she can’t seem to place it. Hs be, his gentlemanly appearance and nature...well it was no matter for now. He was kind and that helps ease her mind of what the House would make them do.

She smiles softly as she takes the offered arm. “Yeah, I’m sure someone must know.”

Someone must.

“So… have you been here long?” She asks after a moment.