Like going home

With her children accounted for and Sakana distracted by something down by the waters edge, Modesty meandered along the shoreline. It was disgusting, but she would do the healer the courtesy of collecting anything she thought might be of use to replace some of the stores she had used up with her illness. After all, her lungs felt clearer today and while he had tried to chase her back to dry land, she wouldn't be dissuaded if Deluge and Kenway were coming too. She carefully gathered up the seaweed and sea grapes that had been washed in with the tide, walking them back to near where Kenway was fighting with an aloe vera plant so they could have a central gathering point.

But maybe there were some other plants around here too? After all, it wasn't that far from the shrine. She set her nose to the wind, catching scent of sage and verbena. Sakana may not have a use for the plants, but she would. She headed away from the water, eyes carefully searching between the beach edge sedges and tussocks for vibrant purple flowers, or the pale, almost white stalks of sage.

“Speech.”