Who Can Stand?

"Please, call me Chrys." He nodded as she spoke of gathering herbs. "I agree, I'm out doing the same or at least I'm trying to but the pickings are slim." He reached out toward the bark, choosing a younger plant he sank one of his incisors into the bark and carefully slid it down. With help from Bolla's nimble fingers he began to peel away the bark, pausing to answer Yurei's question. "Well enough, but it's going to be a hard winter that is for sure and it seems everyone is packed into the west. I'm hoping tensions stay tempered. What about you, how is your pack?" He turned his head back to the elderberry bush and began pulling bark off it again until he had a neat little pile. He could maybe try boiling the bark and creating some sort of decoction out of it but he wasn't sure on the dosing. A cup was usually suitable but he knew barks of various kinds could be hard on the digestive system.