At the instruction, Sam shot Hiro a look of indignant surprise. After a a moment, it faded into a contemplative attitude, and... she shrugged. Despite being lumped in with 'the kids' as often as not (as was to be expected, with friends and acquaintances eons old,) she was one, a grown-ass woman, and two, not especially easy to gross out or embarrass. No sell, you little shit; she would step up... and speak up, grinning.

"Well, to your right you'll see trees, to your left you'll see trees, ahead you'll see trees, and if I may direct your attention down you'll see grass and some other stuff. Generally, organic life is divided into 'plants' and 'animals,' and if it's green and stationary it's very often a plant. They aren't always green, though."