Nadia nodded at the first request, having no objections to it - Lauracia was the expert. At the second, she started taking the flowers off, considering that it may be a more humane way if the only took the petals... but then again that could be just the contrary. Gardeners cut it all off for a reason, right? Right it was, and this girl was on her element when she pulled out a pair of special scissors.

Wondering what was too much and what too little, she placed a small pile of flowers over the table as Lauracia spoke more intructions. Indeed, she seemed to have taken a bit over needed. Oh well. She was already wondering what they would need spritz-water for and how that was made.

The rest looked like potions. The petals were to be crushed, it seemed, not only left to rest in the water. Nadia was curious, principally because she had never done this ever and the prospect of drinking scented water looked like a different experience. Her mother never cooked (as if she had the time) and most of the food she ate was bought as if already made. She wasn't complaining, the cook did put a lot into the meals. But well. That included tea, which she always made with tea bags and barely wondered how they got its scent. In all honest Nadia drank of the common type, her preference.

Back to pay attention to the actual proceeding (Well, needless to say, if this was potions her distraction could have caused a bit of a problem here. She needed to stop with the daydreaming. Not even sure where these thoughts came from anyways.) Seemed it wasn't tyhat needed, her attention. Lauracia had covered and uncovered the tea and took care of most of the steps, allowing Nadia to watch. Less probabilities I mess up, Nadia thought.

Lauracia even took care of the arrangements. Nadia was surprised to find herself holding a cup of tea with a Cherry three blossom floating in the drink and even tended to keep it warm. Not for the first time, Lauracia made Nadia blush. "Thanks," she managed to say. The most she had said in all the proceedings. She was starting to feel a bit dumb.