Remember me For Centuries

Cullen nodded a few times. A plant, well he could sort of wrap his brain around that, lots of plants did lots of things after all, so why not. He was rather impressed Rosalie had found it, but then he was impressed by a lot of things where his little sister was concerned.

A plant. Huh. Something as simple as a plant, though I guess I’m not that surprised. So it’s like whatever the disease has already hurt, you can’t undo? But maybe it won’t progress to the point of them hearing their calling or whatever it’s called? He didn’t understand a lot about grey wardens, even after having it explained. Well, he understood some, but the calling was confusing to him. It sounded like an end he sure as fuck didn’t envy and he imagined if that could be held off or stopped, it must certainly be of great interest to the wardens.