Chrysanthos would soon spot the herb, though she was already moving toward it. having spotted the boneset herself, she dug around the earth upon her arrival to collect it. she said nothing at first, too focused on gathering the plant expertly as possible. she had an audience for once. best show off her skillsets while she could. her black stockings easily became brown from the swamp's dirt.
she did not seem to mind though. her careful scoops in the moist ground also filled with unwanted swamp water. no matter; she could nip the root below it. "does Olympia lack?" she asked him at last, not looking up from her task. "or do you have enough come winter and merely wish to stock up on the essentials?" she had met many different healers during her short span of life. some did not stock until it was necessary. others were meticulous.
each medicine man and woman had their own spin on such things. she was curious to see how an Olympian healer did things.
