Mitar followed the captain in a southwesterly direction, the Athosian herbalist, Marran, walking beside him. He was making mental note of the trees and bushes even as his eyes scanned the ground for more low-lying plants that might have lived into the winter and the tree branches for the rare aerial-growing or parisitic plant. "Are the trees much
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Marran reached toward his face, but didn't touch him. "You have a scratch."
Her words made him aware of a slight sting and he touched his cheek and brought his fingers away with a couple spots of blood. "So I have. I may have to go unshaven for a couple of days, then." He glanced around, finally spotting the shelf mushroom a couple feet from where he'd landed. "You have been a great deal of bother," he addressed it. "I hope you are not completely worthless."
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"What is a Swamp Thing?" Marran asked, hovering nearby, a critical eye on Hunter's actions.
Mitar rolled his eyes. "It is a humanoid creature made of plant matter than haunts a swamp in a series of comic books, television shows, and movies. Fiction," he emphasised, in case the Athosian wasn't sure. "Doctor Parrish, who has a fondness for botanical horror films, has the whole run of both television shows and both movies."
"And what are these things-- comic books, television shows, and movies?" Marran asked.
Mitar sighed. At least they wouldn't be lacking for conversational topics.
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