Tisarwat was, briefly, tempted to comment that, no, she wasn't, she was clearly just a figment of Seivarden's imagination right now. But, honestly, around here, that seemed like something that could actually happen, so she just carefully stepped around the plants that looked the most bitey, giving them a wide berth as she made her way over.

"I guess if anyone could handle keeping biting plants," she noted, her smile seeming to take on a slightly dreamy quality, "it would be Amaya. She seems so strong."

Even though the nature of their meeting had been so incredibly handwavey because bleh this week brief, the blacksmith had clearly made an impression on Tisarwat because I'm a terrible person.

"But, yes," she added, "I'm back. And I've brought some tea from the area if you're interested in trying it."

It really didn't come close to measuring up to her Radchaai tea, but, then again, few things ever would.