"Oh," Annie said, "So, it's edible?" She inhaled the scent again, deciding that it did indeed smell good enough to consume in some way. Many of the scents were familiar, and yet the combination of them all - and the notes that were totally new to her - made it difficult to discern. "Or could I make it into a tea?"
She'd loved tea, at home. Especially on nights when either she or Finnick couldn't sleep. It was warm, comforting, and soothing to the soul. These herbs smelled like they might make a very nice cup.
The question surprised her, and she fixed him with her wide-eyed stare again. But when she answered, her voice came out clear and steady. "Yes."