Xana walked out to the gardens, enjoying the fresh, clean air and the fragrances of the many plants-- such a green, alive smell. She wondered if Dia would really come... herbology not being her thing, really... While she waited, she went ahead and got to work by refilling the fertilizer and soil containers and making sure that the shed for tools was neat and organized. Professor Erikson had asked her to help keep up the gardens while his hand was recovering and she was not about to let him down.