Len Drale

[Good afternoon, Luceti.

Len is not impressed with this archaic technology and the absolutely primitive look to it. She's never seen a paper book before in her life. And the Journal? Definitely looks bulky to her.

She's sitting under a cherry blossom tree at present, giving the Journal a look wavering between panic and bewilderment.]

'Kay, so.

Let me just... make sure I get this.

These Malnosso guys. They... kidnapped me. Right under Captain Nodolt's nose. Stuck wings on me... and just left me here.

Really?

Okay, so. No way to get out? Don't like that. But. This place? Really pretty, at least.

[She turns the camera on the book up, toward the tree.]

Can anyone tell me what this is? What kind of plant?