Caroline was carefully pouring out the excess water as she absently listened to the students chatter around her - she tried to focus on the task at hand and had a vivid mental image of the plant just plopping straight out of the pot and directly into her hands and the soil just pouring onto the floor but the other children's conversation was too loud to ignore.

It was the strange girl from the feast - the one that had a vision. Or something like that and Caroline was privately a more than a little convinced that she might be nuts. She wasn't sure she'd yet heard the girl speak normally since she had been sorted into Ravenclaw... instead it was all wierd and singsong like and just odd in general. And she seemed fascinated with drawing which whilst Caroline did like drawing the way the girl mentioned it - first as an alternative to being at the Feast and now just randomly without any real conversational lead-in to the topic felt off to Caroline.

Still, Caroline was rather proud of her control. Her her focus. Or she was - right up until Sidonia’s plant sprayed purple liquid straight onto Gia.

She jerked, and her worst near prophetic vision came true (though it didn't take a seer to see this one coming). Dirt escaped the pot and landed on the floor of the greenhouse, and the plant, freed from the large amount of it's soil that had helped it stay in its pot despite the gravitational force that was Caroline's attempt to drain it of water, dropped squarely in the palm of the hand she’d been using to try and hold the plant in place. Plant, roots, and every last clump of clinging soil coming along for the ride.

“Arrrrrhhh!” she yelped, scrambling to keep the plant from tumbling completely.