Broken Antler Fen no dark sarcasm in the classroom

Liri was not given reprieve to dissapear. Her eyes darted from the trees to Aeronwyn as she spoke. Her brows rose only the slightest bit, a tiny tick before the ever blank mask was back. 

She had naturally assumed that Aeronwyn was a warrior, based solely on the way she carried herself. The two had never interacted enough for Liri to know if Aeronwyn had a trade of any kind; it was more of an air about her that leant the idea that she was skilled in physical activity where Liri was not. 

"Yes," she answered simply. "When would you like to begin?" Herbs would not likely be found in such weather but perhaps she could get her hands on a cache to explain the uses to Aeronwyn. At the least she could try to explain how to heal injuries if not apply medicines.