Herbalists' Cache Al I want to do is be with you

I love him.

Eshe had hidden her stash of herbs before she searched for some more. She was getting greedy—and she was aware of it—but she couldn't stop herself. She was the kid in the candy store who temporarily forewent the logic of the eventual consequences of their actions.

Tumeric's sweet hum caught her attention when she was within earshot, and she re-directed herself so that she could find him. When she saw him, he crouched and dug in front of a cedar tree.

She cleared her throat before speaking, hoping to quell any shock she might cause. "You have quite a lovely voice," she praised. Although she wasn't sure how he'd respond, she was optimistic it'd be positive. After all —who could be mad about getting a compliment?

Somebody with a stick where the sun didn't shine; Eshe didn't associate herself with such individuals.