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The woman was indeed smart with herbs. She seemed to have a full understanding, one far beyond anything that Arsenio could hope of. The man could not help but to chuckle. There was a nervousness that hung on the edge of his voice, but he did not mind this risky game that he played with the sharp herbalist. It was most impressive, to a man who had filled his life with nothing but battles and shows of force.

It seemed that she was tentative, though he would not blame her for this.

What sort of payment would you like for such a thing? I am pleased to let you strike a deal that is appealing to what you want. It is better for you to say, after all, Arsenio nodded, a laugh playing on the edge of his words. And I do not feel I need to pry in your ways, unless they things you will share freely. It made the most sense.