Owen lifts a chin in recognition; his posture picks up slightly, where he'd folded an arm under his opposite elbow and leaned on the wall, holding his cheek. The discussion has been interesting enough--certainly a place to start, and a means to visually note plants that have any effect at all.

Good or bad, he'd rather not deal with the inherent change out in the wilds, without intention, preparation. "Hi yourself," he greets, shifting to make space along the wall, if Danny's after it. "Here to learn?"