trouble and toil

A big grin of her own spread across Aliana's face when Siren declared their lesson's beginning. "Okay!" she remarked with excitement. Aquamarine eyes followed Siren's paw over each plant, recognizing them from her own lessons and studies. None of them were exceptionally rare, save for maybe the ginger root, but all of them were highly effective medicines from what she remembered. Siren lifted the sprig of lavender, beginning with the branch of small purple florals. All the while her teacher spoke, Ali listened intently, nodding subtly to show she was retaining the information passed on. Immediate release, use hot water and steam... Long term storage, alcohol extracts... Ali glanced to the bottle of clear liquid that Siren picked up. Aliana wasn't exactly familiar with alcohols, having never been allowed near them or to partake in them when a slave, and never finding the opportunity since her liberation. She knew the island had an abundance of bottles left around the estate and other ruins just waiting for the taking though. Perhaps she should explore into those avenues...

"What would you use these alcohol extracts for? How long do you need to steep them for?" asked the clouded ash and snow fae Sith a curious tilt of her head. She knew how to make basic oil extracts of flowers and herbs to use in potions and medicines, but she was entirely unfamiliar with extracts created from alcohol. Could they be used as perfumes or fragrances as well? Or did they have other purposes? Although she was quite knowledgeable about the science of medicine and healing, Siren was still leaps and bounds ahead of her. Ali looked to Siren's delicate features, hoping her cheeks didn't explode into a shy burst of blush like they tended to do when she focused too much on the radiant Klein queen.

"Aliana"