Don't put your happiness in other people's hands
Didn't sound as though he would kill anyone by making mistakes with the teas, at least. Korbin nodded. "Got it," he said quietly.
He hadn't thought the praise would keep coming, with all that had been said. But either Loren didn't find it as awkward as the raven did, or he was just that meticulous about the job of instructing. Either way, Korbin kept his gaze on the work, on the new mint leaves and the act of grinding them up, scraping the powder out - not as finely ground this time - and adding it to the vial.
It was a simple enough job. No deep thinking required. Korbin thought he could get used to it.
"What else will be required of me, aside from treating small wounds and grinding herbs?" he asked, as he worked. Just to get it out there, so he knew what to expect.
He hadn't thought the praise would keep coming, with all that had been said. But either Loren didn't find it as awkward as the raven did, or he was just that meticulous about the job of instructing. Either way, Korbin kept his gaze on the work, on the new mint leaves and the act of grinding them up, scraping the powder out - not as finely ground this time - and adding it to the vial.
It was a simple enough job. No deep thinking required. Korbin thought he could get used to it.
"What else will be required of me, aside from treating small wounds and grinding herbs?" he asked, as he worked. Just to get it out there, so he knew what to expect.
They'll drop it
KORBIN
