"I worry about the ones from warmer places," Sina said with a small, uncertain laugh. "We need them just as much, but they're so much more delicate." Creators forbid they botch something like the royal elfroot-- what were the odds of finding that again?

"I like to think... the springtime will have a good yield," she continued thoughtfully. "Even if we have to help things along." A crooked little smile followed. She would be Keeper someday, and she knew ways to commune with nature that would surprise most gardeners.