Meda was listening as she walked, just taking things in. She had always tried to be more of a listener than a speaker when she wasn't an expert and she was certainly not a plant expert, so she would leave those discussions and listen to learn. "The vines are everywhere." She gave the student a look that had asked if they were there.

Just as they entered the restricted section a thud could be heard and a book. She eyed it and the conversations about looking through it. "Please be careful going towards it. These books have been known to have a little fun.' She used fun lightly since some screamed, some bit, you just never knew what some of these blasted old things could do.

She heard a boy say about plant food and it made her think of something, she turned and went down a different aisle of the restricted section, something she remembered when in there last.