"Ah, is this your flower field?" Vivian asked, "May I pluck a petal to have a look?"
"Rattle rattle." The short goblin skeleton crisply articulated its intent with action rather than words, directly plucking a dragonblood flower from the vines in the field and handing it over. The mage girl opened her palm, held the red flower up in front of her, and observed it carefully for a while, then brought it to her nose for a sniff and nodded, saying, "It indeed is a genuine dragonblood flower, containing the purest Vitality. However, this thing isn't of much use to you, is it? Although consuming it in small quantities won't have much of an impact, you definitely can't treat it as food. Why do you plant it then?"
