Moonspear making the rounds

His nip surprised a laugh out of her and grinning she snapped jokingly in his direction. "Perhaps I am!" She cried defensively. "They're the same no matter where you go, they don't change except for names or they're not there at all. Plus, they never lie. They are what they are and that's all there is to it." She did take great comfort in herbs, in knowing that a poppy seed would always behave as a poppy seed. That a raspberry leaf could not lie about it's intentions and trick you.

"Is there a profession you favor like I favor herbs?" She cracked at smile at him and poked his shoulder with her muzzle. "Or perhaps a profession you like on a slightly more normal level thanI love herbs?" She was poking fun at her own self now, but perhaps her obsession with herbs was a little stronger than most people's obsessions with their own studies. It didn't bother her to jest though, not now that she knew Charon better.