"Maester." Where did she start in describing them. "Maesters are scholars, healers. They are an order that studies the histories and books of the realm. They know various subjects, history, science, medicine..." she trailed off. They weren't something she would find in this world.

"You found some mint." She reached to pull a sprig from his collection. She at least recognized something. "I don't know if it has medical uses, but if you chew it, your breath will smell good." Not that she was insinuating anything. For added effect, she popped it in her mouth and started to chew. The taste was overwhelming, but delicious and familiar.

"Then what do you do besides medicine?"