"Just thinking of a conversation I had with her once." Two blossoms, one slightly below the other and bending off at a graceful angle. "She's a mage, and an arcanist. Intelligent, perceptive ... and at this time, I'd been working with her for a while, and I'd come to trust her judgment. And she'd known all of my brother's friends, his adventuring party, for quite some time by then. I'd only just met them."

A pause. She untwists the flowers from where she'd placed them, moves them to a new spot halfway around the garland.

"In particular, I'd only just met Vex'ahlia, who's my sister-in-law now. And ... seeing how things already stood between her and my brother, I asked Allura about her. What she was like."

She holds up the garland again, studies it.

"Whether she was a good person."