[Honestly, she's seen those antlers enough times to recognize them just about anywhere - even with the chips and cracks in them. The hiss of feathers is familiar, as well, and as the chimera fully comes into view, Maria's one good eye closes, briefly.

Well, Kaede doesn't look so bad. Looks a hell of a lot better than Maria figures she must.

After a moment, ghosts of figures flit across her vision behind her eyelids, shadows and movement that make it seem things are looming over her in her bed. She opens her eye again, and checks to make sure she doesn't have a team of potentially dangerous creatures above her, before she answers the chimera. Her voice is hoarse - some combination of sleepiness and disuse and maybe a bit damaged from screaming.] It's alright, if they were. The sunflowers must be large and well-blooming by now. It's about time to harvest them to send them out anyway.

[Maria makes a motion with her left hand toward the bedside table.] The flowers can go there, either way. Thank you.