[L's surprised, noticeably, by Light's candor. He's never spoken about it this frankly before.

In turn, perhaps his own candor should surprise him more than it does.]

Myr has other Bonded. I'm not the nucleus of his world, and I don't ask or expect to be. He worries for my safety, but... he knows that when I was in danger at Alder's meeting, you came to my aid.

[L reaches for the mortar and pestle, brushing a fingertip along the inside, rolling some of the dried herbs leftover against his palm.]

He'd help you with a garden. I've no doubt.