love-me-not

He thanks her and moves closer. Eden shifts away from him to give the man space. An ear is listening to him as he speaks of the herbs and his mate. She smiles politely but kindly. "Y-Yes" she admits openly perhaps for the first time. It certainly helps that he can tell she was pregnant; others are often too 'polite' to acknowledge such a thing "this shall be my first litter" Eden lowers her head to place the motherwort to the side, gripping it gently in her jaws as she picks it up "I am a healer, so I should be prepared. More than others." She recalled that she didn't need to be a master healer, just a knowledgeable one.

"And no, else I would be guilty of such a thing myself" the woman chuckles "I am Eden, of the Pirate's Plunder" her green eyes flickered to the south, giving a nod to the border "though I hold no ranking of one" she admits with a silly little shrug "not yet anyway" she displays a gentle ambition "I just joined the Plunder in winter with my... ah, partner" What exactly was Ignis? She kept the ruse up, afraid someone would get hurt challenging his hold "is your mate why you are gathering the lavender for?" Eden added, curious about the man's partnership and his devotion. If only... she had such a thing for herself.