In many different directions, I imagine, and not all of them forward.

[ There's no bitterness in her voice at that comment. Well, maybe a hint. It was people's narrow-mindedness and backwards beliefs that had caused the death of her family, and her own death as well. She can't dwell on that for too long without becoming upset, so she shifts her focus. She also sees the flowers up ahead, so that's where they go. ]

If I could discover a spell that could regulate the cabinet's temperature, the ice wouldn't be necessary. It's worth looking into.