"Yeah." It made sense but Moana felt bad about him ruining his shirt; she'd much rather ripped something of hers. "Thank you." Her fingers gently curled in as she took her hand back. It hurt but pain was something that Moana was okay with. She'd been a very active child and was using to the scrapes and bruises that came with that.

"I-" Her voice cut as she looked from Oliver to the panels of glass. "I've never seen a greenhouse before. I know about them. Someone told me that they can be used to grow food outside even when it's snowing." She took a step forward as if to inspect the wired frame. "I thought it would be more green than this."