[She did warn him, but she still offers a small smile that is slightly amused, but far more apologetic.]

Just give me a minute.

[Flora raises her hands to either side of the sphere, but doesn't touch it. Her eyes narrow and a glow surrounds her as she concentrates.]

Scattered pieces, together I bind
The many made whole, mine eyes will find

[The glow travels from Flora to the vial before it fades, looking like it always has. The sphere around it shrinks until it fits the shape of the vial, like a protective case.]

Alright. I've placed a locator charm on it. The vial will glow different colours when it's near other vials. Blue for North, Green for East, Red for South, Yellow for West. They all gradate to white the closer you get. I do have a couple of places to start, though.

[It's nothing like home, or even the Earth that she knew, but what flowers and plants that exist, many of her own making, are as chatty as ever.]