Annie nodded along with a sad sort of smile. Thankfully she hadn't been anywhere near involved, nor had lost anyone in the aftermath, but it was still sad. Hogsmeade seemed to encounter such tragedies. She hadn't been at the paper yet when the Fog had happened, but it had always fascinated her, despite it's darkness. The fact that it was caused by a cursed artifact was always disappointing to her, but it had sparked her deeper interest into the science of it.

At the question, Annie had to look around. Many of the flowers around her were unfamiliar to her, but she did have a favorite, even if they weren't visible. "There are so many varieties, it's hard to choose." Annie looked around again, and still didn't find any of her favorites. "I don't see any, but I've always loved tulips." They were simple, springy and came in such beautiful colors. Annie loved bright colors, though often dressed more neutrally as the fashions dictated. Maybe if she were to ever marry, she might be able to get some livelier hues into her wardrobe. "And yourself?"