Tuktu Weir Did we meet the other night?

He lifts a free paw, scratching a circle in the snow. In the center of it he draws a crude plant. "Dig around the plant" Holland begins quietly, his eye focusing on the picture before lifting to the yarrow's sight "equally deep on all sides" Letting his paw go back to where it had been, he nods. "keep digging down and you'll hit the roots."

If only he could do it himself. "Carefully grab them" he instructs "and pull them out. The soil will be loose since you dug. It'll be easier that way." Instead of trying to yank them out by the herb's flowers instead. Losing precious resources. Losing potent healing power. As if expecting unease or lack of confidence, he will go on.

"You won't know unless you try." Was that his way of encouraging the woman?