Meja laughs quietly. "If kindness is an illness, then I'm in trouble."

She won't be able to interact with anyone ever again!

"I'm trying to figure out how to use magic to benefit the plants here," she explains, nodding at the pile of stones that are completed. "Most of my past experience is with containment and protection, so I've been... going back to the books. So to speak."

None of the right books are here, but Meja's memory isn't so terrible.