02-07-2020, 06:26 PM
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[div style="margin: auto; background-color: #fff; max-width: 600px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; color: #000; overflow: auto; padding: 6%; margin-top: 10px; line-height: 17px; border: #000 solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 1px; "]Herbs were not something that Sweeney knew much about, and, honestly, she didn't care to know either. It wasn't as if she would be helping anyone else out with them, so there was no point in knowing them to a full extent, right?Thoughts ran through Sweeney's head as she tried to decide what to do when she heard the call, and decided it would be best for her to go to this training session, and just keep quiet. She didn't care for those there at the moment, didn't know them, and just hoped that they'd leave her alone and let her learn in peace. Sweeney knew that she'd need medical knowledge at some point in her life - if there had been someone that knew medicine when Jervis had died, he wouldn't have died right? She needed to protect herself and her sisters - so she'd sit towards the back, close enough to be within earshot, but far enough away so it was obvious she didn't want to be talked to.