Lion Head Mesa fucked around and got attached to you

Disa's face lit up - but in the way supermarket lights switch in the early hours of the opening shift. Cold, detached interest. She wondered briefly why @Kemal would entrust her with the garden when she knows so little, and Serein knew so much.

Perhaps he thought her dim, and expected little more than mud. Disa does not mind.

"It's a poison garden," Disa clarifies. "I have put rocks and skulls." Just to make it clear. "I like nightshades," she continues, gaze drifting. "I know thorn-apple, and belldonna. They are very bad. Other things just give you hot poo, or take your eyes. I met a healer that told me about poppies and Azaleas. There's stoneseed," she eyes Serein's swollen belly. "Tell me more things. I can grow it, and you don't have to kill anyone. They are just plants. Then someone eats them, and they are poison."