“Mmhmm! It grew a lot prettier after she did,” she confirms, turning to look at it fondly again with Feste. When they ask how to possibly go about it, she hums thoughtfully and looks back to her newest flower. Reaching to it, she lifts up one leaf from beneath to slide her finger back out slowly, “Since you don’t have a warm spot, probably not the way I do it... But when Mum made it grow, she didn’t even realize it. All she did was touch it.”

Maybe all Feste needs to do is focus a little on a plant in front of them.