Hushed Willows Shake The Willows

Stark's eyes narrowed for a moment, softening as he regarded her. He was curious what had ailed her, but, if she did not want to talk he wasn't going to pry. "If you need an ear, I've got two." Stark had a difficult time when it came to his own emotions, let alone what to do about someone else's. The dark male's lips twitched as he listened to her, memorizing the information she presented to him. 

"Good for a great deal then." He said, nodding as he leaned down to taste it as she had done before she leaned in to tend to it. ".....what if we mark the good herbs off with stones? Might deter any of the children from running them down when they're playing." Stark offered. It might be good to start marking the herbs because they were important to the Keep's future and to the wolves within it.