Jackie tried to think of a safe way to say what she was thinking. If she were somewhere private, she'd tell Fancy that she was worried about the near future, and worried about what would happen with the small group of resistance they were forming.
Instead, she tried to simplify it all.
"Sometimes, I miss where I used to live- just the quiet, though... and I'm worried about... a garden. Flowers... They're all planted together, and you expect them to grow strong, but they might not grow, or weeds choke some out. Sometimes, they get trampled, or picked."