Pam seemed only half-aware of smearing around her eyes until she extended her own hand to Raylan's; internally she sighed a little, her shoulders dropping before she rolls them back up. Her handshake is firm but she pulls her hands away quickly. "I work in the dirt and with a lot of potions, I should really wash up."

To that extent she closes the book but doesn't make any other indication of wanting to move. "What does the mage council do? Do you have a botanical researcher?"