Just think about it

Jane shot her a smile and Bowen returned it, emerald eyes crinkling at the corners. The pair hadn't really gotten to know one another on a personal level, but they did know of each other. The only one that Bo really knew from that litter was Emile, but he was a stranger these days. It was unfortunate, but she couldn't force him to like her. Not after her outburst towards him oh so long ago.

When asked how the morning was, Bowen gave a little shrug. "We all woke up today, so I can't complain." The small fae motioned to the plants with a point of her pink nose. "Are the plants doing okay?" Bowen didn't know anything at all about plants. She could pick flowers, but she'd never had a knack for knowing what was useful and what was a weed. Despite this, the woman reached forward and plucked a piece of greenery that seemed out of place. She wouldn't make this a regular thing, but since she was here and Jane was working, she may as well help a bit.

"Bowen Carpathius"