Swiftcurrent Creek trio of dreams

"i n-never tr-ry to s-sing. but i s-suppose it w-would h-happen if i did," he admitted, eyes on the sweet-smelling plant that arlette doled to him now. the taste was not at all unpleasant compared to some curatives he'd taken in the past.
carefully gathering what he estimated to be three days' dose, lestan looked at arlette with a great deal of hopeful delight in his face.
"if y-you t-tell m-me where to f-find lavender, i'll l-look wh-whenever i'm out."
lestan did not think he owed a debt; he desired very much to do these things, to give back such kindness as the healer had bestowed upon him.[/border]