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Ira smiled at Rebecca's condolences for her clan's demise. "And I can never thank you enough for what you did," said Ira as she stepped up and over a large rock. If they weren't on such a determined hike towards Hemingway, she would have drifted a couple steps on either side of the trail looking for recognizable herbs and plants. It was a hobby she'd picked up when she was little, learning plants that could be used for flavoring food or to make medicines with. She let her eyes wander the sides of trees for moss and mushrooms and kept an eye towards her feet on the edge of the trail Rebecca was blazing for them for familiar things.

She smiled broadly when she saw a plant she knew was edible growing in a large cluster at the base of a tree they passed and quickly plucked it from the ground. It was a tiny plant - not something someone could live off of - but it was a large cluster. Ira plucked a couple of the tiny heart shaped leaves from the bunch and ate them. She held out a section of the cluster to D'Varius. "Do you want to try some? It's and herb called wood sorrel. The leaves have kind-of a tangy almost candy-like flavor." She put a couple more of the little leaves in her mouth when he looked from the plant to her so he could see she wasn't lying about it being edible. "There's enough if you want some too," she said to Rebecca. She didn't want to exclude the determined postal worker.

Technically Ira owed her life to the strange woman. The thought didn't sit well with her. She didn't like owing large debts to anyone but Rebecca didn't seem particularly interested in Ira returning the favor. She felt a little guilty about it, but hoped it wouldn't get brought up and it would stay that way.