He looks at her. Nodding his head. "Alright." he goes over and grabs a lavender plant. Then carries it over to her. And sets it down. Watching her walk past. "Yeah. I can read it." he says. "Better than I can speak it at least." he says. Smiling at her. He wonders if he will be any good at this potion making thing. Maybe it was like chemistry. He was good at that. So maybe ther e was a similar principle involved. He watches her and  hums a bit. Then looks at her moving around. He couldn't wait to find out what they were going to be doing.