That was quite the number of them to be able to remember. Certainly, that'd be more than she could identify, but it'd been a good long while since last she'd been anywhere near a garden, let alone had the time to actually look at what it had in them. That was odd to think about. Sometimes, she wondered how so much time had gotten away from her, but perhaps the answer was, it just did.
"Well, you'd be doing better than I would," she said, kind of amused. "My mother used to have a garden, in the back of our manor. When she'd gone, nobody bothered to take care of it, and half of it died, the other half went wild and was cut down and replaced with shrubs that didn't need any real tending. I used to like gardening. I thought I might try getting back into it." And if this was eventually going to be home, which, it seemed like it would, at this rate, maybe here was a good place to start trying her hands at it again.
"Besides, it's pretty." She did think it was, indeed. Really, it was, and there were probably things back there she hadn't ever seen before, or at least hadn't seen for a while, and that was kind of fascinating unto itself.