A garden. Well. That was the understatement of a lifetime, but perhaps not to someone from another country that considered themselves more advanced. A shame, because normally she would love to learn from them, but only on equal grounds.
She watched him continue to do exactly as he was and reshaped her opinion of him marginally in her mind and resolved to not speak directly again. Of her faults, speaking just to hear her own voice was not one of them, "A large greenhouse, sir." Her eyes were locked on the record now, "Our country is suited for it." Unlike their own.