He seemed more at ease, relaxing his shoulders in that moment. People were people, regardless of where he was. There were a number of them who'd have good hearts and souls. He was glad to have run into one of them.

(Or commanded one to stop before destroying his self-elected hard work.)

"Thank you, Marilaine-chan. I'll take you up on that offer." Probably making himself into a nuisance, ultimately, but so are most ideas begun with good intentions before devolving into puppy please stop moments. "Seeds and things like that — would you like if I kept an eye out for interesting ones whenever I'm out camping across the continent?"

Though seriously. Someone could invent the steam engine any time now.