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"I understand. I just don't have that inner spark." She wiggled her fingers signalling she was talking about magic. "They do. Sometimes plants are the only ones I talk to for a while." It wasn't because she didn't like people, it was because she just spent so much time with them. "One day I'm going to have my own garden and home. They I won't have to cross all of Tendaji to find them. That's my ultimate goal, I think."

"At least you have one started," San said, trying to buck her up. "I'm a little ways off. Trying to buy a cottage up front without having to do payments. Not exactly easy when you've got to barter for the essentials to what you do for your job." Some of the herbs she used were expensive because of the demand and the fact a lot of them grew in hard to reach places.

Half of her was wondering what the plants of Belrea was like, though traveling there was nearly out of the question.

"...Do you think Belrea ah... has a lot of herbs we don't have here? I'm really curious about it.."

San'thari listened to Constynce talk about her expectations of Belrea and just gave a little grin. "So we are excited for the same reasons," she murmured out. "I want to see their flora over fauna, but I also want to see how they build their structures." As a constant nomad, she was always interested in seeing how different buildings were made and differed from race to race.

Looking up at the sky, San'thari's eyes went wide and she started to hurriedly pack up her things. "I'm sorry to do this, bu I have to start heading back to the inn otherwise the last pot pie will be gone before I get there." She meant the bar attached to the inn, where she found all her meals. Her stomach growled as if on cue and the woman just kept packing up. The new clay like substance was put in a small container and put away. She'd set it out to dry later.

"Thank you for your help and the conversation, I just really, really want one of those pies."