Rising, Giorno took a few steps back to the bar where two small vases sat. He presented them to Yukari—both had small starts within them, the young roots extending into the water. One plant was a medium green, and the other was identical except its edges were creamy white.

“Mint. Wonderful culinary use for humans, but it’s detested by the silverfish that try to snack on the beautiful collection in this library. I was going to grow some in here deter them, but I’d like a second opinion on which to choose.” He brought them closer. “The green one is regular mint. The variegated one is pineapple.”