This too has become easy, practiced. He retrieving items from the depths of the crate, Derrica marking them down as they go. She has enlisted others for this from time to time. Ellie, often. And before, the others who populated the infirmary. Sister Sarah, Isaac.

And Richard, prickly and recalcitrant, and now absent.

Derrica takes up the parchment, settling on the table beside him. Sweeps a quick look over what has been revealed so far.

"There will be herbs coming in within a week, elfroot, embrium and a few other things. We should put some seeds aside and try to propagate at least the Arbor Blessing in the spring."

This is not really what she wanted to talk to him about.