King Elk Forest we were hoping for some romance, all we found was more despair

She blinks at the male, echoing, "hey Delight,"  The words sound clunky and foreign on her tongue, however, and she nibbles her lip furtively. His expression seems to soften - or does it? She isn't sure if Delight likes her very much, and she'd like to say she doesn't care but she does. "yes"

 "It's mint" she adds after a moment,  "helps rashes, and sore throats." She knows it has a use other than being tasty, and feels that this information is better supplied than the fact that she enjoys chewing the leaves for no particular purpose