"Dylan, you have to tell me when we are going to play hide and seek! I would have tried harder if I knew we were playing," Salvia scolded her friend, playfully reaching out to swat him on the shoulder. She was too happy to see him again to be too angry with his disappearance. She hated to be angry with people anyway.
"Also, you could have asked me for help if you were sick. I have grown medicine for mortals, you know! I even helped Hermano with his h--" She stopped suddenly, remembering an explicit instruction from Marijuana. She wasn't to talk about his hand or missing fingers, especially not to those who he wasn't close with. "Hermano says I am a very good healer. What was wrong with you?"
Finally, Salvia climbed off of Dylan and plopped down next to him. The tree bark was pleasantly rough against her back. "I missed you."