"You have a true skill, Brother, You're garden is so vast, I've never seen such wonders."
Beorn flushed slightly as he placed the jug of honey of the table and mixed it with the tea. He poured them both a cup and smiled, "You flatter me. The plants do most of the work. I just tend to them."
Still, he looked pleased and at her words about joining him he smiled, taking in the look in her eyes. He had never seen a person quite like her. He replied, "I would love to show you what I do. The plants... They're God's gift to man. Almost any use of them is possible from medicine to food to increasing fertility..."
He flushed again and quickly answered her second question, "Honey actually is made by bees up in their hive. No one knows how exactly, but it has to have something to do with flowers. They take something from them and create it."