Oh, they have much loveliness. Do you have certainty that you are wanting to do that? I am not wanting them to be wilting before you can be drawing them... [She smiles softly, gaze on the assortment of flowers Bernadetta had found.] But I would be liking that, if you are wanting to.

I could be braiding one or two into your hair also!

[She leans closer, picking out two of the smallest flowers, both tiny with white petals.] Little flowers for little braids. [She smiles.]