Morningside Cuesta Fishbones ain't wishbones

The other guy seemed to feel a little sad for the fact that he had gone out plant-hunting with not prospects of getting lucky at all. Merlin, who was a good soul inside, thought he should say something to cheer Pheiros up: "Don't worry. What do I know - I never said I was a healer or anything. If you found a guy or lass, who knew the deal, I am sure they could tell you, what to collect in winter too."

"You do?" Merlin's interest had been piqued. "What kind of stuff it is?" he asked, as if he had no idea, what they were talking about.