He listened, nodding thoughtfully as she enumerated the items she sold at her shop. So she was a healer too. It was good to know who he could go to in case he got injured during his stay.
❝Would you like me to carry that for you?❞
Baelfire pointed to the basket. He would understand if she refused however, since she might be hesitant to have him hold valuable ingredients.
❝You’ve been nice to me and I’ll return the favor when we get to the village. I could help you gather the things you need from the forest. Or maybe run errands for you…?❞
It was how he got by in most places; by taking up any kind of work in exchange for gold, shelter, food or kindness.
Help. It was something Estella didn't come by often. Of course she'd be grateful for it. With care, she handed him the basket, wicker holding the herbs together in a neat packet. "It's not even the slightest bit heavy." More of reassurance than any sort of argument. Initially, Estella would've just dropped him off at the local inn. But now that she thought about, and he offered, maybe they could help each other. Just as it was suggested. "Do you have anyone looking for you?" It'd be disheartening if an angry friend or family member came knocking on the door to tear them apart. "I'd be more than happy to share my home." She could teach him. Herbs and plants came in handy in many ways, and having an extra set of eyes while she mixed them together could save lives if she overlooked something.












