Swiftcurrent Creek Good men are not like buses. There won't be another one 'round in ten minutes.

So she was a healer by trade, and she held no attachments in the area.

Although Ruenna's present company didn't know it, these pieces of information would add weight to their conversation, intensifying Ruenna's interest. Ruenna was actively seeking a healer for Mereo, as it just so happened, and she sensed that there may be an opportunity here.

"Hmm," Ruenna hummed, nodding along. Yarrow and prairie crocus... didn't those grow together, typically? And they were found in.. 

Prairies. Of course.

"Yarrow and prairie crocus require loose, dry earth, isn't that correct?" Weren't they plants that thrived in sandy soils? Sandy soils such as those in a red sand canyon, perhaps?

"If I showed you a location nearby, do you think you would be able to tell me if it matched the growing conditions for yarrow and prairie crocus?" Ruenna asked. She wasn't sure if she could identify the plants in the middle of winter, without their characteristic blossoms, but it would help to at least know if it was worth it to even bother looking for them.  

Hopefully, the stranger wasn't in a hurry and had time for a pit stop.