Alanna frowned, watching Rosethorn carefully and trying to weigh the claims that she was making. Could the other woman really understand plants as she seemed to be indicating? How? Could it be magic of some sort? That might explain the other woman's manner of dress some, she supposed. Mages often wore robes in her experience, although the ones that Rosethorn wore were unfamiliar to her. Still, magic with plants? She hadn't heard of such a thing before this. Then again, she'd be the first to acknowledge that she there were a number of different types of magic. The Gift and the ancient magic of the Bazhir were only two examples of many.

"You're saying that you can understand plants?" she asked curiously, seeking confirmation. "How? Is it magic?"

(OOC: Thank you. I'm glad. :) I could use the practice with Alanna too. I need to work on her voice more.)