"You never know," Isla murmured with a wry smile at his self-deprecation. "Perhaps you won't do it alone, but your skill at deciphering even a small portion of what is in those books could prove to be instrumental." She shrugged her shoulders, though it was small talk at best - she could hardly say what he would or wouldn't be capable of, having just met him.
His smile, deliberate or no, was contagious, and she flashed him one in return especially at his offer of help. "Thank you very much. I'll not say no to an extra pair of eyes or hands," she admitted, smirking at the Glade floor. "The pods are brown and the seeds are an odd red colour, so as you can imagine they are a challenge to find in this season. I can sketch it for you, if you like."
Isla would do just that if Jigano wanted her to, sketching a rough outline of a long oval pod attached to a spindly stem, not unlike a snowdrop. If not, however, hopefully her verbal description would be enough. As for the volcanettes...
"If nothing more, planting a few might prove very useful for light and heat... I wonder if we might transplant one within the Sanctuary to cultivate more?"
His smile, deliberate or no, was contagious, and she flashed him one in return especially at his offer of help. "Thank you very much. I'll not say no to an extra pair of eyes or hands," she admitted, smirking at the Glade floor. "The pods are brown and the seeds are an odd red colour, so as you can imagine they are a challenge to find in this season. I can sketch it for you, if you like."
Isla would do just that if Jigano wanted her to, sketching a rough outline of a long oval pod attached to a spindly stem, not unlike a snowdrop. If not, however, hopefully her verbal description would be enough. As for the volcanettes...
"If nothing more, planting a few might prove very useful for light and heat... I wonder if we might transplant one within the Sanctuary to cultivate more?"
