Luke listened to he stories, snickering. "Well, it sounds like you're all adjusting to the city, eh? I will admit, I had always assumed he was born with that sword and it was attached it to him somehow. Oh, would you like some tea?" He asked, sliding into the chair in the kitchen, picking up the teakettle with his foot and putting it over the stove, leaning back.<br/>"So what're you working on today? Anything of intrest to those of us in the...flasher side of herbalism?" He asked, looking over toward the table, eyes scanning her herbs and supplies.