"I think that, perhaps those that taught me, taught me of the natural world around us. There was no sorcerous influence, no summonings involved. It was" She tries to find the words, but something distracts her, something tickles in the back of her head and she giggles, reaching back to scratch. And she finds another peony bud blooming out through her hair, the branch growing slowly and twisting under her hair toward the other ear.

"It was nature, of this world's hurts and ills? Umm" She can't think of the right words so she simply drops it, hoping that Horvath understands. She looks down at the page and nods. "Decoctions, infusions oh my!"