Hideaway Strath Nearly lost

Grateful to Hemlocke for offering his comfort, Nyra gave him a brief, grateful lick on the cheek before returning her attention to everyone else. First, Arlette "We will see if they arrive soon, and if they don't come, perhaps they have found shelter in another part of the Strath. When the storm mellows, I might go look for them." Nyra answered, then turned her attention to Whrist and Zsuzsa especially as the shadows conversed, and as Whrist told her story. 
Turning partially to agree some more with Derg's words, the Harbinger spoke up "Having a knack for toxic plants may prove beneficial in the future. Perhaps you might pursue a trade in toxicology?" She suggested to Whrist, offering a small but supportive smile.
Last Nyra had known, the Saints had a toxicologist member at one point in her earlier recruitment, but the white woman had never seen that member's face, and knew by now that he was long gone.