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Both appeared unsure of the region. While he from inexperience, her excuse was mere hesitance. When she mentioned the city, he looked unsettled, quickly trying to cover it with casualness. Odessa played along, 'Yeah'. Her voice was almost stoic now, she'd delayed herself too much already and she ready should have been off a while ago. But in mid conversation it was hard to shrug and leave. 'It's called Halifax' she noted, remembering what her mother had told her and what she had read on the beaten sign.
'It's a decent sized place, some parts of it are in better condition than others' she continued,'You can find some good things in there too'. Like the mortar and pestle. While chipped and cracked slightly, it was useable and perfect for her healing work. 'Granted you can find better natural things in more rural places' Odessa said calmly. 'Plants, herbs, excetera'. She crossed her arms across her chest, gazing around at the trees. It was something she found herself doing regularly. She found beauty in things that others wouldn't even give a double take to. Plants and trees were things of beauty to her.
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