Give me something

Ara's posture grew more relaxed as Roza made it clear she wasn't bothering her. "I'm happy to see you're well," Ara admitted, a smile twisting up the corners of her mouth slightly. Fiori had always treated her well, and she thought quite fondly of the Adravendi family. She paid no mind to the fact that Ganta didn't remember her; their meeting had been brief enough, and she was certain that he had far more on his mind than she did these days. She appreciated that he treated her with the same sort of kindness that Roza presented her with, and she decided quite quickly that Dragoste was a pack she could consider friendly, and she was sure Leo shared the same sentiments if his daughter was living here.

Ara found her tail wagging a bit faster at Roza's gratitude. "Anytime, Roza, Ganta," the woman offered, her words genuine as she nodded to them both in turn. She meant it, too. The herbs were less a bargaining tool than a gift, and one she was happy to offer again even if they refused her offer. But instead, Ganta explained she was welcome in the future; she simply needed to call and let them know what she was doing. She hadn't expected the offer to make her feel so grateful. There were so few things in her life now that were constant - her pack, and her herbs - and the possibility of losing access to one of her favorite lands, and her favorite trees, made her feel more panicked than she wanted to admit.

She let relief wash over her, letting out a slow, content sigh. "And.. I don't mean to presume, but if anyone here ever needs any assistance, you're welcome to come and call for me." Ara was confident in her abilities, and she knew Dragoste was a new pack - she had no clue if they had experienced healers here or not. "Call any time at all. I'd be happy to help you two." It would give her something to distract herself with, and she almost looked forward to the day her skills were needed again.