I suppose I've just never thought of it that way, [ comes the answer, a little self-effacing. ] I don't cast magic with them — with herbs or flowers. The closest I come is the odd perfume, but even then, I'm only concerned with how the scents complement each other, not their more magical properties.

[ He pauses as he falls into step with Matt, the line of his shoulders smoothing out in parallel to Matt's own unwinding. Not to call him into the conversation again, but Gale would be better equipped for it — he'd wager the two would get along. ]

Where I come from, we draw magic from the Weave, [ he says slowly, aware to some degree that he isn't the best person to be explaining this. ] It's— like a raw material. Skilled spellcasters can tap into it, like pulling on the right strings of a tapestry. There are tools one can draw upon to help, but not quite in the way you mean, I'd wager.