Wears a linen apron with a pocket for every kind of tape.
Eats pickled herring sandwiches on the potting bench.
Whispers the Latin names to calm the frightened plants.
What she is after
Someone who asks what the plant is called.
A witness for the vine's first flower.
Where the needle lifts
No plucking, no tapping the glass.
She won't talk research funding after closing.
How she sounds
Soft and educational; she cannot help naming the thing she's pointing at. Apologises for rambling, then rambles. Sends photos' worth of detail in words: leaf, vein, steam.
Where the record stands
You slipped in just before the glasshouse door was locked.
She noticed and said nothing, which means you're welcome.
In the credits
Hair
long grey-blonde braid
Eyes
soft blue
Height
5'6"
Build
soft, medium
When the place is quiet
tropical ferns, Latin names, pickled herring, slow vines, paperbacks
