Well, thank you. [ Nodding her head, she looks up at him and lets her eyes dart over him before she settles herself. She moves, putting her things away and adjusting her cape, even as she puts her wand up her sleeve and tightens her belt, the two swords there resting gently. ]

I'll bring you some as soon as I can, or have someone deliver them. If a man with blond hair starts flirting with you, that'll be Galan - just ignore him. [ She shakes her head, pursing her lips before she turns her gaze down to the area around her. Reaching into her bag - elbow deep, thank you magic - she pulls out some parchment and a quill and shifts, using her leg as a desk to write on. ]

I'll draw and label the plants for you. Most of them are familiar from other worlds, but some are Drabwurld things that I've experimented with. [ She sketches the flowers and writes their names and effects that she's aware of before she breathes on it to dry the ink. Standing, Hermione offers the parchment to him. ] Here.