"And it will still not be occurring," he said. "So unless you intend to wrest a knife from me by force- which I frankly doubt that you could in your current state-, I suggest you let go of the idea."

And with that, he proceeded to change the subject, indicating even more firmly that no argument would convince him. "Knowledgeable as you are of plants however, I believe you're the correct person to give these to." He pulled two small pouches of seeds from a larger pouch on his belt. "Lavender and Windlight seeds. They were in my inventory, which I had the presence of mind to dump out at the end of the previous visit from the mainland, intending to sort the contents later, but they're little to no use to us here. Particularly the Windlight; I'm not certain they could even grow properly in an environment without magic."