Ásvor was a bit disappointed that she didn't find the plant first, but she didn't even really know what it looked like. It was no surprise that the more experienced of the two was the first to locate it. The girl's tail wagged a steady beat behind her as Rœkia gathered the herb carefully, taking one leaf at a time and laying them flat. She explained that drying it helped keep it longer. "Will it work forever? What will happen if it's really old?" Questions like this, she had no idea about, and they sprung suddenly to mind as she considered everything this woman was showing her. Her eyes were wide and full of interest as she watched the process keenly.
What she explained about hallucinations did sound a bit like her sister's visions, something inside her head - though if she saw a bear, that wasn't real, while what her sister saw was real despite it being in her head. Or so she thought. They were different, but similar. She offered her some, and the girl's eyes widened gratefully. "Sure!" she'd half-exclaim, eyeing the drying herbs. She didn't have anything like Rœkia's bag, and she suddenly felt deeply envious. She'd have to carry it back in her mouth, and if it could have negative side affects, she'd have to be really careful to not consume any of the herb. "Will the hallucinations happen if the herbs just touch my tongue?" she asked, wary of the answer - was it too dangerous to be worth it?
