Esa knows what she has with Jessica is steady and certain and there's nothing to worry about, but she still wants her friends to like her, and it's been impossible not to think of them judging her. It is, somehow, both nervewracking and reassuring to hear Kate suggest exactly that. But she's not here for that.

Not just for that, at least.

And Elsa knows flowers, she reminds herself. That, she can do. "Well, there's nothing especially interesting to check up on," she says, self-deprecating, "so it's a good thing we have plenty of flowers. What can I help you find?"