Margaery had felt more at ease in the former village, having been able to recognize many of the plants in the woods from her life at Highgarden. While she wasn't an expert, she knew enough to recognize what to avoid and what would be edible. But coming here, everything was foreign to her, as foreign as the electricity that powered the inn and several other homes.
If the trek through the woods to find the lichen had given them anything, it was at least exposure to several of these plants. She might not know their names, but she knew what the blue lily did and could recognize both the puffball and lichen on sight. It would at least be useful if she was forced back to the woods, but as of now, she had less interest in going back. It was too unfamiliar and too dangerous for her liking.
She remained at the edge of the crowd, watching the group as they examined the plants, listening as Mark explained their uses. She helped clean up after lunch, lingering longer in the kitchen than was necessary. There was no reason for trepidation, but she felt no great inclination to wander around like the others.
When there was nothing left to do, she found a seat near one of the windows, still on the edge of the crowd, but close enough that she could watch them. When someone else finally came to join her, she gave a small smile. "Did you see enough of the plants to recognize them?"
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If the trek through the woods to find the lichen had given them anything, it was at least exposure to several of these plants. She might not know their names, but she knew what the blue lily did and could recognize both the puffball and lichen on sight. It would at least be useful if she was forced back to the woods, but as of now, she had less interest in going back. It was too unfamiliar and too dangerous for her liking.
She remained at the edge of the crowd, watching the group as they examined the plants, listening as Mark explained their uses. She helped clean up after lunch, lingering longer in the kitchen than was necessary. There was no reason for trepidation, but she felt no great inclination to wander around like the others.
When there was nothing left to do, she found a seat near one of the windows, still on the edge of the crowd, but close enough that she could watch them. When someone else finally came to join her, she gave a small smile. "Did you see enough of the plants to recognize them?"