Lion Head Mesa A neat tucked slice

He committed her description to memory in case she ever needed him to find some of this plant for her; it was why he was hers, to help with whatever she needed. 

Her answer made him a little uneasy. He wasn't sure he wanted to know the deeper parts of his mind; Sayf was content with the perspective he held now. There were things in the dark corners of his brain that he wanted to stay there. And for those who do not want to see things from a different perspective? he asked. Surely not everyone was so eager to know what their own mind was hiding from them to keep them safe.