Flowers. [ An unfamiliar word; he tests it, on his tongue.

Looks back to her. ] I don't know. They're ordinary. Brown, or grey. How do these survive ashfalls?

[ And it occurs to him, belatedly, that this is somewhat of a ridiculous question, given that they're indoors. ]

I mean - how would they survive. [ Obviously ashfalls aren't an issue if there's a roof. ]