 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Was it weird now how suddenly and out of the blue that Dhruv wanted to have mini cucumber sandwiches. Or at least some of this kappamaki. One of their most favourite ways to recharge themself is to consume foods they hadn’t tried before. “I certainly hope I can try that someday!” Enthusiasm? Yes, it was there. As was the new knowledge of why the food would be suitable to celebrate an escape from a kappa. “Thank you for enlightening me, Ms. Rasting.”
It turned out that Dhruv could not exactly identify the plant. Forgive them, their in depth {and clearly, basic} knowledge of Herbology was rusty around the edges. They did think that the one they were currently peeking at may be a baby Shrivelfig plant. Beyond that? Well, the lack of certainty wasn’t important right now. “What about you, Ms. Anders? Do you need help?” Perhaps she, him and Nora could work together.
Dhruv grinned down at Nora. “Don’t be shy. There’s nothing wrong with asking for help when you need it,’’ they told her gently. They looked down at the plant they’d been occupied with. Though they didn’t really need help, Dhruv was not about to turn a student away. Besides, the total weight of the plant and pot was somewhat hefty. “Why not? I’ve got this side of the pot. Want to grab the other?” |