She should have expected the teenager to directly run over - every time she had met the two in the path the girl had always been so energetic, excitable, and personable no matter her age. The Trill had to resist the urge to grimace as that poor flower was all but snatched from the soil, but she still managed to offer a reassuring smile as Ughaz'udan all but stomped after Sharra. "Oh, that's okay, don't worry -" she stated to the Jem'hadar before addressing Sharra's question, hardly going to leave her ignored. "-I'm afraid that I don't work here, but uhm, considering that flower is now uprooted it might as well be put to good use... You could probably take a cutting. Looks like softwood, it wouldn't be too tricky."