“Red red... Okay!” she murmurs then agrees. Her repertoire of red flowers is limited, so she decides to rely on the classic. Reaching her fingertips into the cup to touch the dirt, Nel slides them in towards each other and leaves a small gap of space. As she does this, green color flows out from her head down the strands of her hair towards her shoulders, but fails to reach even half the length of her long hair. Then in the course of a few seconds, she draws her hands upwards with small flecks of light falling from them, and a plant grows out of the plain dirt. Several stalks stretch upwards only to end in pods while the one in the center blooms into a red poppy flower. Hands parting away, the magic stops and the green of her hair fades gradually back into her.