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He grew even more interested as the other boy mentioned that he might not find anything useful in the field. Oh, do you know about plants? he asked, his eyes widening a bit. I'm trying to learn. How lucky would he be to find someone out here who could teach him something?

I'm Pheiros, he answered with a smile. Have you found anything good yet? he asked, even though it was obvious he hadn't—Pheiros had a habit of asking obvious questions when he wasn't sure how to respond to things.