She knows the mushroom that Finian is gathering well. In small doses, it can ease anxieties; in larger ones, it can create a much deeper sleep. It's useful, and her polite smile back to him widens. The forest knows him, is fond of him; it lets her relax a bit, not quite so worried that the young man is going to charge at her.
Granted, being fond of the forest and being fond of the Profane aren't the same thing.
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Granted, being fond of the forest and being fond of the Profane aren't the same thing.
"Are you finding enough of the mushrooms?"