Blood sweat and tears

Maea Big dreamers shoot for open skies The pale-eyed girl nodded thoughtfully. It was a mystery, and one she hoped would wait to be solved a while longer. At least until the family and friends of Ronin had been given proper time to mourn, and the rest of them could decide what they wsnted and prepare. But the way things were going, how fast the winds of change har begun to blow... It seemed unlikely. "Maea" she offered back with a smile as the healer offered a more proper introduction. Picking up the clothes again, Maea dressed; a simple and sturdy dress of bleached linen that reached no further than the knees, and over it Ludo's dark scarf, so light and yet warm enough to carry her through any blizzard. Oh, the relief was wonderful; she hadn't realized just how much pain she had been in until it disappeared. It was enough to make her want to sing, but instead the girl settled for something else she had been considering for a while. "Vai" she asked, with a speculative look at the beautiful woman. "Does the infirmary need more herbs and plants for medicine? I inherited the farm when... when my brother passed... and frankly it's a bit too big for only myself to run. But if the Infirmary could help with some of the work, I would be happy to provide space for a herb garden..." She had offered Remi space to grow his seeds already, and the idea of cooperating with others to make use of the land that would otherwise sit untouched had taken hold.