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She was quick and her knowledge on the surface level of her mind. Andr could hear her rattling off the names of different herbs and their benefits behind him as he moved the remaining cache to the front of the den. Mint being hard? Andr didn't often think of plants are hardened things, and looking at it now it didn't look dense. Just simple, with strongly scented leaves. 

Her eyes exuded intelligence. Seemingly wise beyond her years, complementing her mature beauty. A focus that made him think of how he hunted prey. Something he felt he should not interrupt. Waiting until she sorted out that which was in front of her before he spoke. 

"How long have you cultivated herbs...?" he searched for a name but realized he did not have one for her. "Sorry... Would you allow me to know your name?" he asked.