She'll resist the urge to load up on calories and marginal food-spirit when the food starts looking visibly low, and continues to resist even after Torvesh brings out additional snacks. At least, not unless someone notices her looking at the food and dragging her eyes back off it and reassures her it's alright to have more, which it seems like the older woman might.

She does her best to answer the questions she's asked, to the limit of the story she's put together in her head. She's from a village in central Federation territory (true, though she struggles with translating 'Federation'), she came here by following the road that she found after climbing up from the beach (true, ignoring how she got to the beach), she doesn't really have any hobbies but she spent most of her time helping gather and prepare medicine in the village (true, up until she met her teacher), she's not really a linguist but she can at least go over the basics (plainly true), so on and so forth. She will certainly ask questions, mostly just trying to get a sense of what society is like here, the history of this place, why it's named after 'Sea-Dragons' and what those even are, whether they'd have any use for an herbalist such as herself, that sort of thing.

The old woman continues to not speak LCTL. But she does prompt one of the children to relay that Dzarmpsoz should eat her fill: "It's spring, and food is plentiful". Dzarmpsoz probably doesn't recognize that as an old saying about hospitality, though. Modern þereminia has a globalized shipping network and therefore not as much seasonal food-dependence.

For answers to her questions:

Sea-Dragons are a story, not real. (It's a really cool story, though, one of the children asserts. There's underwater cities and pearls that let you breathe underwater and everything.) This place is named after them because there are two similar farms on this side of the island, and it's more memorable than calling it 'traditional communal farm two'. The community was established a few hundred years ago — you can see the foundations of the old barns to the east — and has changed somewhat in size and role since then, but has been holding steady for the last few hexades.

They don't have much use for an herbalist-as-medicine-worker, since modern medicine has advanced a bit past that and they already have a part-time nurse. But they do have plenty of use for an herbalist-as-skilled-tender-of-herbs, if that suits her skills. Specifically, they have some greenhouses for growing winter crops that always need a certain amount of babying in the harsh winters. During the summer, there's general farm work, and of course there's always maintenance work, teaching the children, etc.

One of the adults does make sure to clarify that A) she's a guest for at least the next six days, and needn't worry about doing anything other than recovering from her sudden dislocation until that point, and B) she could likely make more money in the city talking to academics or writing books about her homeland. Lots of people can work with plants, but almost nobody else can share things about her world of origin.

Well, if they insist, she will keep eating. Mm, garlic...

She puts a smile at that. Having more money is nice, but she's not much of a writer.

Though, as she considers it more, maybe she should go down that route. This world seems pretty thoroughly to lack the taboo against smoke magic, on account of seemingly lacking magic entirely. If information about the Continent is that valuable, she can only assume they must be interviewing the island warden thoroughly, and that means they'll probably hear all about the Kings...but she's made sure to never be seen by him, and he doesn't seem like he'd have much experience with actual witches either.

It might be an opportunity to set things straight. Not about the Kings, but about her, about her teacher, about the smoke mages who helped Sjesjerkwapar's army overthrow the Kings!

"I might do that. I will think about it. Tending greenhouse is good at now."