Hoshor Plains [M] Try this amazing plant

Zoratto was familiar with Zhavvi now, with her habits, the subtle moves she made. He recognized that smile, and it did not bode well for him. The young boy looked at his Khaleesi with a hint of wariness in his eyes, but he listened to what she had to say. His pale eyes flitted to the movement of leaves as she pushed them forward, and already he knew what she was going to ask. She's trying to kill me, isn't she. He said to himself, deadpan.

The boy sniffed the leaves curiously. He had never seen their type before, and he figured Zhavvi didn't either. I'm her test subject now. This is what he signed up for, after all. "All of it?"