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She'd absolutely considered that. Fennec didn't respond, though, mainly because she wasn't sure how she felt about it. It was mostly for the fun of thinking logistics, maybe, because she couldn't imagine herself dealing with so many strangers right now. She was enjoying her gardens but still wasn't quite up to par with the energy she'd need for that sort of enterprise.

The uncharitable part of her brain immediately urged her to point out that she wasn't the medic here. Or even a healer. The misunderstanding with Germanicus still bothered her to the point where she disliked the leader heavily and, in protest, refused to really find a place within Mereo at all. What was the point when he saw her and immediately set her to doing manual chores? She'd told him her skills and he chose not to use them.

This was Towhee, not Germanicus. She shut the bitter response down.

I think so. She nosed through the edge of her garden until she brushed against the leaves she was looking for. It wasn't as strong smelling, or tasting, as ginger but it would likely help more with the actual source of the problem. Ginger was more for treating the symptoms. Fennec dug up one of the fennel plants and rolled the bulb towards her mom. Eating this should help. You don't have to eat the leaves, unless you want to. The bulb was the important part.