Bare Hands

Sneaking a quick look around the garden, Seren decided it was safe for her to take her gloves off. It wasn't as if she was working with dangerous plants per se, they were just roses.
“What're you doing?” came the voice of a nearby student.

“What does it look like I'm doing?” she replied dryly.
“You'll get hurt,” they said, nodding at the thorny rose bush.
Seren smiled brightly. “A little pain lets you know your alive... it's no big deal.” Besides, it was just a rose thorn, it wasn't going to eat her or anything.