Being the incurable city boy that John was, it was all safely labeled under the heading of 'plant' to him. But that didn't mean he couldn't appreciate the view and the freshness of the air in this room.

John swung his hands forward as he walked around to take a look at things.

"A personal project?" The cultivated rows of pots and runes were something that he just had to inspect closer. Of course, he didn't know that language.