That's the least convincing smile Rosethorn's ever seen, and while she's never been good at gentle, something tells her she'd better be. Crona looks stricken, almost scared. "I do. If you need any help with those, or with medicines made from them, you've come to the right place."

She doesn't hesitate more than a second before continuing shrewdly, "That isn't why you're here, though, is it?"