bottom of the deep blue sea

Phoebe I know I am good at something, I just haven't found it yet Her brows knit together. A guessing game then, huh? Well, he was talking to someone with extensive knowledge of herbs, used to foraging around for them. It couldn’t be too hard to guess what he liked to eat based on his clue. Something that grew in Leafchange…”Pumpkin? Apple?” she said, guessing the most obvious ones off the bat. Though his reasoning not being Frey’s favorite finally elicited a real reaction. A short, mirthless laugh escaped her lips. ”I doubt Frey cares about that. If anything they will like you more for being attuned at all.” she said, shrugging a bit. But something did make her healer’s mind pause a moment. ”Why is your breathing crackly?” she asked. Did he just need to clear his throat or was something else going on?