For just as Every Seed holds the Power

That she had only been here a couple of days made sense. He supposed if he had been born anywhere else and came here, he might find it terrifying. He thought he knew where her sugar leaf might be too. When she introduced herself, he responded with his own name, “I'm Sakana,” (he still didn't know that it meant fish in Japanese). He nodded along when she spoke of teaching herself what plants were safe to eat. “Well if you're looking for somewhere to stay, we can always use more wolves that are interested in healing. The rest of them get beat up often enough that there's no shortage of practice.” It was suggested offhandedly. He wasn't really going to try and drag her home, that bunch of heathens would scare her off in 2 seconds flat and then she'd probably drown in her haste to get back to the mainland... Maybe. “Anyone is welcome on the Archipelago too, so if you just want a place to rest where the scent of a pack might keep troublemakers away there's plenty to see.”

“If your sugar plant is what I think it is, it prefers a bit more sun...” He gestured up a small rise where the ferns thinned out lacking the shade of the hillside. “C'mon, I'll show you, and you can let me know if its the right one.” He kept his steps steady enough that she could walk alongside or behind him, whatever suited her best. If he wasn't mistaken, they'd have a pretty nice view down over Dove Island from the top of the hill as well.

“Speech”