Skellig is following along carefully as she inspects things and paying close attention to what she's looking at - after all, he does want to learn what they can eat safely, and what to avoid - but he makes note of the flowers, his heartbeat briefly quickening at the idea that pops into his mind of gathering some for her.
(That is what men do for their lovers, he thinks? It is at least what birds do, to decorate their nests...)
But he will get those perhaps on their way back, when she is not looking...
"I know the kelp from the sea is edible," he offers, as he observes her making selections. "But as far as these plants...I have no idea."
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Date: 2024-04-08 01:53 am (UTC)(That is what men do for their lovers, he thinks? It is at least what birds do, to decorate their nests...)
But he will get those perhaps on their way back, when she is not looking...
"I know the kelp from the sea is edible," he offers, as he observes her making selections. "But as far as these plants...I have no idea."