"They aren't... precious nor anything... it's just annoying to come out at this time on a certain day to get them and be able to breed a satisfying potion..." he muttered and scratched his chin slightly, watching her, he was tempted to read her mind and see why she was so nervous, but that part of his Dark Arts was still something he felt very uncomfortable to use.
He blinked at the rest of the words, that was... a good question. "I should be the one asking that..." he muttered and shrugged. "I'm always the same." Not exactly fine, but not exactly bad either.