His house was fairly small, with just a main kitchen area with a sitting room, a bed in the loft, and a bathroom off to the side. It was cozy, though, with lots of herbs being dried by the window, and the whole place being kept tidy.
He sat down with a small sigh, watching her as she walked around. The place smelled like Briar, and his bed was up in a loft next to a window. He didn't have much in terms of decorations, but he labeled things neatly. Mint read one jar. Nightshade read the other.
She grinned, observing his handwriting and running her hand over it before sitting next to him quickly.
