[While generally a biology aficiando, mycology isn't Laios's area of expertise, not unless the mushrooms in question are ambulatory. The mushrooms that he's been told to gather are not that, and he doesn't know much about them other than that they're not safe to eat, and that they were partly buried in the soil. He'd assumed that they'd need to be cleaned off, and there was a stream near where he'd picked them, so Laios had moved over there- and then Snufkin had spoken up.
Laios glances curiously from Snufkin to the mushroom he's holding in his gloved hand. He doesn't recognize the man speaking to him, but that doesn't necessarily mean anything. Laios is bad with faces and there are a few people in the four foot high range among the Corsairs.]
Why, what happens if they get wet?
[Despite the question, Laios does obligingly return the mushroom to his basket.]
Mushroom Hunting
Laios glances curiously from Snufkin to the mushroom he's holding in his gloved hand. He doesn't recognize the man speaking to him, but that doesn't necessarily mean anything. Laios is bad with faces and there are a few people in the four foot high range among the Corsairs.]
Why, what happens if they get wet?
[Despite the question, Laios does obligingly return the mushroom to his basket.]