Herbalists' Cache Uqqurmiut

He nodded, mumbling the name under his breath in an attempt to memorize it. He never forgot a name - of plants maybe, but never anything or anyone important. "I'm called Kekoa." He offered his own name in return, before considering her question.

He could keep going; he was young, his joints would allow for it. "If you don't need to rest we can continue."