Adora was trying to keep herself thinking about the greenhouse, about slightly happier things. Of course, thinking about the fact that Nox had a daughter and now she didn't... left a bad taste in her mouth that she really, really didn't want or need to have. She did not need to start thinking that way and she was old enough to know that.
"Flowers?" Adora gave Nox a confused look, then looked in the direction that Nox was. "I don't think those are from Duncan..." She said softly, then reached out to try grabbing the vase, but was too far away. "Damn. Can, um, can you see who those are from?" Who would send her flowers? It just... the whole thing still seemed surreal for her, so something like flowers seemed... out of place. Then again... she felt out of place.