Larksong Grotto All my friends are heathens

Reek's daughter. she wanted the plant. Seff stared at her a moment, confused. was she slow? he tried again, slower in case she hadn't gotten it the first time. "It's poisonous. deadly." he stared at her a moment later. perhaps her bosyness, coupled with his initial shock, had worked. but he was not about to grab her some jimson weed simply because she asked for it. coupled with the fact that he didn't exactly know how to gather such a weed safely, he was more than a little put off by the prospect.

"are you really Reek's...daughter? " He asked with disbelief in his voice. Reek hadn't had a daughter last time he had seen the leader, months ago. 

which begged the question...what else had he missed? he peered at the girl, wondering what on earth she wanted with poisons, and where she had even come from in the first place.

"I'm Seff. " he offered in turn, still perhaps a litter wary of the girl.