Verdant Basin season of the witch

at the phrase 'one true love,' natshana chuckles.  the action isn't mean-spirited, more-so amused.  she, too, rather enjoys her trade, yet she isn't certain that she would go as far as to suggest something to that effect.  to each their own, of course -- it likely means that the stranger is proficient at their shared craft, with a devotion so strong.  she will face no judgment from the wanderer.

"if you would not mind the company," she remarks, a more pleasant expression now present on her face. "i do not believe i got your name?" as she waits for the answer, natshana begins to dig a shallow hole in the nearby ground to cover her herb bundle.  she will return for it later.