Noelle had to consider Sarel's offer carefully. He was the next best bet to get her garden plot idea going, but he wanted two plots. Depenidng on how much space he can actually get for her, two plots might be too much. And she wasn't exactly excited to hear that he wanted to use his plot to create Herba, which she imagined is a recreational drug. She could, perhaps, figure out some way to make the Herba useful for her Alchemy, but she also figured that Sarel wasn't keen on sharing his Herba. [i]"We already have enough skooma-addled fools trying to get their fix, I don't want to have to deal with treating more drug-induced poisons."[/i] Noelle sighed and relented however. "I'll have to see how much space you can make available first. I have very specific things I wish to grow, which require specific conditions. I don't know anything about this herba, like the conditions it needs to grow or how it may affect the other plants. Even if they grow separately from the others I can't promise you two plots if I don't know how much room I'll have for one plot."

Noelle looked away and remembered the lashing she took yesterday. Her body shivered as she turned away from Sarel. "And Sharee had made it abundantly clear to me that she'll have the final say in these matters. It's her ship, and I'm sure she won't appricate you and I working on it behind her back. If you can convince her to make space on the ship for the garden, than we can talk about what I'll need for the garden and where you can grow your herba. Until than, my only concern is getting the skooma onto the ship and finding the supplies I need for the Infirmary." Noelle walked away and took a seat at one of the tables looking out of the cove.