Yavanna looked up at the elder, with a warm; kind smile on her face. Saeril's motherly touch, made her smile and brought her comfort. It seemed to ease some worries away. But they were still there...at the back of her mind. As she heard her offer, she nodded softly. "Four pair of eyes, is always better than two." she said softly. Happily accepting for Saeril to come along.

As the pair, walked down the stairs away from the house. Yavanna kept her eyes wide open...as they walked. She felt the cool breeze tickle her skin. But she kept looking for signs, of the flower she desired. Checking most flowers, she passed by.