The Heartwood please swirl me in your mind, so i can be a color painting that you’ll look upon

DIDN'T REALIZE IT WAS MY TURN SORRY

his nose twitched, listening to olive. studying-- oh, plants. he'd known she was a naturalist, they'd stargazed together once before. but he didn't know much else. he wondered what she'd learned-- if any of it was useful to him, but he didn't vocalize this concern. he nodded along when rannoch spoke, still not contributing to the conversation. his friend had about summed it up, and there was certainly nothing that terance wanted to add... he wondered what she'd make of all of this.