"I assure you, I'm not mad. Just... frustrated. Stressed." So she says. But the way her fingernails dig into her palms suggests otherwise.

The fact she's become so ruffled in front of a child only adds salt to the wounds.

"And yes, there are others which are quite nice. It's simply that these... draw the attention, for various reasons." There's also the fact they're the first hibiscus she's seen here, and something about that fact draws her eyes back to them.