Oliver was not taking notes.All they were talking about was plants, and what they needed to live. He obviously already knew that, considering he had just answered the question about it. Not that he would have taken notes anyway, but whatever. He was seated close to his sister, intentionally avoiding the eye of one Charlotte Kettleburn.

Question! Oliver's hand shot into the air. Wait, what had the question been? His hand slowly lowered again. Oh right, compost. What could be composted. Uh, Oliver did not know what composting meant. Had that already been covered? Had he just missed it? He did hear the part about it having to be natural. Well, what was more natural than a human being? His hand raised into the air again.

"A person!"