Embers and Greenery [Ash]

Ash hadn't worn his harness or shirt today, the X-shaped scar on his chest out loud and proud today. The woman told him that the herbs weren't hers- he never really thought that they were- and asked if he was a healer. Ashmedai let out a breathy chuckle, "Nah, but even I know what lavender is. Thought my kiddos might like to see some. Maybe it'll calm them the hell down for once." Ashmedai winked to let her know he was mostly joking. His kids were lively, but independent and didn't often get on his nerves. "I'm guessin' you are a healer, miss?" The woman explained there was some yarrow too. He knew what yarrow was- kind of. He could tell it by the way it looked, but he couldn't remember what it did. Was that the one to put on wounds? Or was that poison? Ashmedai couldn't remember that one as well. "Uh... huh... and yarrow is the one that..." he trailed off, his icy eyes glancing to her for clarification.