"I haven't." He has a strange enough name that she would recognize him if she had. It was a little frustrating that someone else had come up with the idea, but it seemed to have been an unfinished project. Despite her poor ability, it was at least something for her, even if no one else wanted it.

"Is it safe?" There seemed to be a number of strange things in the village, enough that she knew to be wary about where she wandered and how far she traveled from her bungalow. However, if she were with someone else, wouldn't she be safer? "Will you teach me to plant as well? I should like to have a garden of my own."

The concept was shocking, but oddly encouraging. Lucrezia had a dislike for the physicians in Rome, finding them to be incompetent men, far more interested in prestige than knowing how to treat diseases. That a woman bypassed them was thrilling, as it meant she could as well. "I have been trying to learn how to heal as well."