Ophelia continued to follow along, her eyes flicking around the area as they moved. There was no one there but the two of them but she still tended toward nerves even when alone. It was just a natural state of being in her life.
Before she proceeded to harvest the items she needed here she moistened some paper towels. Each leaf she pulled was gently laid on the damp towels and when she had enough, she carefully folded it over to protect the delicate balance of moisture required. She was grateful that at least this professor didn't expect mindless small talk all the time. She was hardly even able to manage that with her brother, much less people in positions of authority.