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Why, here you are, Hayato!
Have you been looking for me? What can I do for you, Orochi?
You and I share an interest—magic. I'd like to share herbs.
Oh, is that all?
What could be more important? Let's pool our resources. Imagine the potions we could make! It boggles the mind.
Sure, I'm open to the idea.
I think you're getting the better end of the deal though. I've got quite a large collection of herbs. You'll be impressed.
The size of mine isn't that large. But I bet I have rarer herbs.
Why must people always try to one-up each other?
Sorry. I didn't mean to. No, wait—I've got to be honest! You were boasting!
About the size of my collection? I was merely being factual.
How about we see which of us is carrying the rarest herb?
I'll win this battle.
Behold, leaves of an herb that flowers only in meadows at midnight... And only meadows on the Nohr border. Nowhere else.
Oh, yeesh. You're right. That's hard to get, being on the border.
But I have something rarer! See? An herb that grows on cliffs in Wind Tribe territory! Few dare gather this herb! Few survive the climb!
Oh, no...
Oh, yes. Besides, your herb is only used in a basic healing powder. Mine heals—and soothes some of the most ornery fevers!
Then I suppose you win this battle, Hayato.
Ha! Victory!
But are you the better herbalist? Care for another battle?
Yes—and I'll win next time too. It's been fun, Orochi.