"Really. You mean, where you come from?" Bel's limited experience of magic mainly involves the flickering red filaments of Wanda's powers, but Wanda and Rosethorn are plainly from different worlds. A smile plays around their lips at the addendum. "Is that a gentle hint to visit the garden more often?"

Her analysis is right on the money. Amazing, to be able to do that without even a taste, and no genetic sensory enhancements either. "Can you tell anything about where it's from? I'll wager they didn't grow it on the station."