[ HmmMMMMmmmMMMMM......... She gives his hand (and then his face) another healthy squint before she lowers her accusatory finger, though just enough so she can fold her arms over her chest. ]

The assignment...

[ Please hold while she tries to wrack her brain for some memory of this mystery assignment they're all supposed to be working on. Assignment...something about hands.....oh! The immediate transformation of her pinched expression into clarity when enlightenment hits is, well, obvious, her whole body straigtening as the pieces click into place. ]

You're talking about that thing. [ Yes, the thing. ] It's not really homework though, just something you can do if you really want. [ If he really likes growing things. ] To be quite honest, I don't really understand it myself, but I guess it can't really hurt to give it a whirl.

[ ..... ]

You promise you won't try anything funny?

[ She's got her eye on you, buddy. ]