[She follows as indicated, getting water and putting a kettle on, and the getting out a mug to make tea. As she prepares the cup, she can't help but sniff the plant.]

I don't know if it's from my memories before or if it's a now sort of thing, but the smell of this plant... it's comforting and yet I keep feeling like there is something I'm missing every time I smell it. I don't know. It's hard to describe.