[That ... is alarming. Setsuna's eyes narrow: lilacs and roses were symbols of innocence and love, respectively, in flower language. There was no guarantee that was the intended meaning, of course, but it seemed too on the nose - especially to a Cure with a sharp enough memory to remember her juniors' stories of the Desert Apostles and their deliberate goals of making just such flowers within a victim's heart "wilt" - for it to be mere coincidence.]

[Walking the rest of the way is a time risk she might not be able to afford to take; every minute they wasted here was another minute they left the Babadon't to potentially rampage back in the dorms among their clueless friends.]

[She grabs the comm with one hand, and there's a bright, almost blinding flash of red light that fills the feed from her camera, before her hand pulls away and reveals she's now standing in the ruined section of the Gardens, directly, instead of still in the hall. She moves instantly to kneel amongst the dead patches, fingers splaying on the soil as she spreads her hands around, eyes searching for any further warnings ... or clues.]