Playing Doctor

The bit about dulling pain did appeal to her in the current situation, but, nah, she'd never admit defeat to the plant-lover! Her tune only changed because of her own pain, and it was begrudging at best. Plants were still dumb, even if they did sort of not lame things. It was a fact.

Listening with interest she concealed well for such a young and feisty girl, Caelestis would admit to herself alone that maybe the plant was okay. It was not cool, but it did sooooort of sound helpful so maybe she'd stop being all dramatic about her dislike of them. Maybe. She eyed him back, holding his gaze for a long moment before shrugging as noncommittally as possible and sighing, "Okay, fine, sure, that sounds okay I guess." After a bit, she added, "What's a 'poultice' and how do you make it?" okay, so she was curious, whatever. Leaning a little towards him, she eyed the leaves he held. They looked lame too.