Why was he giving her such odd stares? Well, she supposed, if he looked foreign to her, she probably looked the same to him. Not deterring at least, since he was still responding. So.... a good thing. Hopefully.

Her mouth opened a little in surprise, reading over his reply. It wasn't exactly what she expected. Though, when she really thought about it she didn't have much in mind, anyhow. A garden... that was something she worried about ever seeing again. Flowers, especially.

She smiled, a tiny, happy noise caught in her throat, ducking her head a moment later as if to take it all back. The pesky smile was still there though, so she pulled her feet up onto the bench to serve as a shield. Face and hands out of sight, she tapped away.

That counts! Is it far?

she peeks an eye over her knee. Watching, debating. Then:

What kinds of flowers grow?