— Good day, Gulveig. — Virgil greeted the student with a serene smile. — If it's not too much trouble, water the roses. — He was referring to a special variety of roses, the seeds of which Victor had given to Virgil. These roses bloomed in winter and were distinguished by the azure color of their petals. — Yesterday, I was busy and didn't have time to do it in the evening.
Biting her lip, Gulveig once again tries to cope with a simple task, as far as Virgil remembers. So, she needs to take a watering can, buckets... Fill the buckets with water (where was the water?). Come on, it's just a couple of small things; this time, it should work. If she never tries, how will she be able to do such a simple job in the future, right? Now or never!