He draws a paper bag from his shoulder bag, gently shaking it out before carefully admiring each mushroom as he tucks it away inside. For optimum freshness it's important to use paper rather than anything that encourages moisture... drawing out their natural internal wetness would, while not making them useless, leave them damaged and lose some of their beauty. He'd like more time to sit and sketch them, but he will have to manage that later on. Unless they stumble upon where they grow on their journey... then he might let himself do some personal field study.

Jade stands, dusting off his knees as he tucks the last of his supplies away before turning back to the lion of a man. He feels almost overdressed in comparison, but that's to be expected when one of them is used to rolling and mudding through the savannah grass and dirt. Octavinelle must feel too clean for someone like Rook.

"Perhaps. I doubt Azul will hold much interest," unless he can use it "but Floyd may enjoy a gift from you. He was rather fond of the jerky you prepared for us last time." He starts back down the hill, head turning to look at the blond beside him while he does. "He is rather fond of foods with rough and 'springy' textures."

His brother can't say he isn't anything but a wingman for him if he's encouraging Rook to provide him with suitable gifts, can he?