a healthy boy [open]

[Darya]

Darya offers a smile, watching his nod and taking in his words. She takes them to heart more than he might realise, and her head raises slightly to hold his gaze for a moment before looking away as her ears heat up slightly. She's never had an ally before, she isn't exanpctly sure how it works. Her ears twitch slightly, and she peers up at him from Ep where her head is ducked, giving her a meekly shy yet somewhat cure outlook. She doesn't no register this, even as she tilts her head slightly, ears still burning. "Umm...so, w-where would I...find you?" She questions, ears flittering slightly before falling back. Her torn one appears to almost be trying to hide isptself from view. She's always been subconscious of it.

Something seems...different about him. Apparently she'd said the wrong thing, she realises. Or perhaps he isn't very confident about his healing. Her ears twitch slightly, wondering how much he knows. As he questions her, stumbling over his words as she'd been doing, she nods meekly. "If ya would..." She murmurs softly, not wanting to force herself upon him. He doesn't really seem as willing to teach herbs as he is to protect her. Even with his lack of claws and bunch of herbs. Her ears twitch slightly, conscious of his every move.

Perhaps he spdiesnt know to much about it, or doesn't know how to teach another. Her ears flit forward slightly, tripping to pick up any hint of reluctance. Her paw edges forward slightly, and she follows it. She doesn't move much more than a whisker or two, cpbut it's a slight sign of confidence as her ears flick toward him. He seems so nervous now, and it's making her fear quell slightly. 'I really would love to learn. I know a bit too...maybe we could learn together?" Her ears prick, eyes hopeful as she peers up at him. Yet it's clear she will not make the decision for him, it is his choice and his alone.