"I haven't," Eden confessed. Her family just bought store brand black tea in bulk. "It smells nice."

Aw. Quinn really liked plants. It was sweet, and Eden listened contentedly while she took small sips of the soothing tea. This was great. She could do this every day.

She didn't really have anything to add to the conversation. She was just here as a tagalong. And so she kept quiet, eyes flitting around the room. Were there any poisonous plants here?