Moonspear sing hard for the sunshine

He still didn't entirely wrap his head around the healing matters, although could pretend he did. The doing something part of picking flowers did appeal to him more.. mainly because he had never been hurt, and he didn't see the fullest extent of why the healing arts were so important. But with an expanding worldview, hopefully, he'd know more one day.

Jarilo answered her back with an eager nod. More of those golden ones, check. He could do that--especially knowing what they looked and tasted like. That alone was a distinct advantage. "Ohh??" he perked, very obviously baited by the way her words drew off for more. "What does it look like? Where does it come from??" he asked, very carefully reining himself in so he could hear about it, if she decided to share the answers to this.