Hmmm, even thought she didn't particularly enjoy this task, even if it was better than harvesting bubotuber plants, she still wanted everything to be perfect. Meaning...this clay had to be exactly 30 centimeters! OR ELSE!

Or else it'd bug her for the rest of the day.

Satisfied that it was finally, and making sure it all looked perfect because it HAD to be or else that would bug her as well, she leaned over the tank so she could get a better view and started to mold the cutting of the purple coral into the clay, making sure not to damage it. Could it be damaged? Could she stop thinking of questions in her head!? GAH!

At least it was better to ask useless questions than to think of other things. Like Mariaed. Or...Josh. No. No thinking of Josh. Or Mariaed. Or...or both of them...together-

GOOD ENOUGH! The coral was deep enough in the clay. There. Fine. Good.