Nature, Nurture

He tried to memorize the shape she'd both drawn as well as described to him. Tall with tube-like stalks. That was easy enough to remember, even if it wasn't totally confident that he'd be able to accurate point it out if they happened to come across it. But Meadow seemed to be willing to let him tag along, even if he didn't necessarily know what he was doing. Oh, he was so thrilled! He looked far less hesitant now, a small smile touching his lips as the near-stranger invited him along. "T-that sounds g-good," he accepted her invitation without thinking for a second on it. The thought of being useful was weirdly intoxicating, and he definitely felt a slight bit of confidence from the thought.

But... leading was up to him? He had no idea where to begin. Maybe away from the falls.. though she'd said the plant liked wet soil. He paused to get a good look around them, trying to figure out the best spot. Spirit started to veer slightly away from the falls, glancing back at her as if to make sure he was making the right decision. "W-what.. does horsetail do?" He finally asked, truly curious what she might be using it for. Or maybe nothing at all - he supposed just wanting to collect some would be a valid reason in itself. He realized all at once just how much he had to learn, if he hoped to ever know a thing at all about plants or healing. Not only where they grew, or what they looked like, but also what they were useful for.