"Ummmmm." Melinda stood there, staring dumbly at the flowers. She was on her way back to the Ares cabin with her brother, who rolled his eyes and walked on. Melinda rolled her eyes in response, but turned her attention to Courfeyrac. "So like, I don't even know what these...are. I mean, they're flowers, obviously." But she didn't know the specific type, let alone how to interpret them.