The afterglow of the setting sun shrouded her overly thin face, yet added a touch of softness, as if it was similar to the countless evenings she watched him.
She got up and took the glass bowl to the kitchen, rinsing it several times, then found a teapot and brewed some light tea, removing the tea leaves, and gently placing a few white flowers into the water. After being submerged in the tea, they floated quietly on top, exuding a tranquil and harmonious beauty.
She poured a cup into the tea insect, added a white flower, then immediately carried the tray outside.
As she walked out, Shane Winchester looked again at the somewhat overly quiet woman; she had somehow found a new flowerpot and was carefully planting jasmine in it.
Jackson Sully, noticing Shane Winchester sitting beside her, spoke softly, "I don't know if it will survive."
Shane Winchester paused, seemingly surprised she suddenly spoke to him, or perhaps she was simply talking to herself?
