"Ah, yes. I imagine that would be a priority." Although her boots were now as clean as she could get them, she was hesitant to progress down the corridor after him. Instead, she leaned against a wall, pressing shoulder and hip to the rough stone. Her arms she folded across her chest while also crossing one leg over the other as she watched him.

"The simple answer? I heard they needed gardeners." She smirked slightly, holding out one hand which still showed the remnants of dirt on the fingertips. "Beyond that, I wanted to choose my own path." There were other reasons, of course, ones she was hesitant to share to a stranger.

The curiosity she worked to keep repressed again seeped through as she tucked her hand once more against her arm. "What is it that that they are teaching rifters like you?"