Herbalists' Cache patience and restraint

He felt validated to learn that his plan wasn't just a pipe dream. It was flattering, to have an idea passed and agreed to, by two wolves now; it gave him reason to think perhaps he did have some value that hadn't been assigned to him simply because he'd been Ice Diver's mate. He wasn't keen to rush into brainstorming more ideas- just having the one was enough for now, and it was not guaranteed to succeed even if everything fell into place. 

Morwenna had every right to be fearful that the plot might fall through. He nodded, though he was reluctant to agree. You're right, He said. So...I'll...I won't be around to visit, after this, He said. He had to commit to the bit- and as someone who was both a man and unrelated to Morwenna, he had no reason to visit her. 

She was fierce, committed to the welfare of her children. He tilted his head to the side as he looked at them, knowing that they would be bigger by the time he set eyes on them again. Even a couple of days would make a difference- and he had no way of knowing when their plan might be put into action. He tried to summon a slight smile. Hey, careful what you say around them, he said. One of 'em'll turn out to be obsessed with fire, and then you'll have a little pyromanic on your hands. That one, I bet, he decreed, pointing at random to Fa'liya.