"Might be nothing." But of course, better safe than sorry. He's on edge now, prepared to cast a spell if he sees a thing.

But first, he sees the seawort. Heine comes to a stop by the patch of it, looking up to see the moonlight streaming through the trees to light them a faintly glowing pale blue-green.

"Here. These flowers." He walks around them, searching the woods around them for any sign of movement again, even as he directs Jade. "Pick at the base of the stem."