Abasdarhon's Castle

— Well, I was assigned to collect the roots of Neortar, — the girl said sadly, then unfolded and showed the leaflet with a picture that Kristoll had given her. — And they even gave me a picture. But I'm so afraid to work in the forest alone, what if someone offends me...
As she said the last part, Maylin paused and looked around to see if anyone else was nearby.
— And I'm so worried about my hands, I just got a manicure... — added the Collapsist, showing off her well-groomed fingers. — I can't even imagine how much dirt I'll have to scrape out from under my nails...
The girl paused again and sadly looked at her beautiful hands.
— But don't worry! I'll manage somehow... But in any case, thank you for your concern!
While the man was listening to these words, Maylin sent him the idea that he sincerely wants to help in this endeavor. And he will collect the required number of roots that Kristoll requested, without involving the fragile Collapsist, whose task is simply to be nearby and please the eye of the not-so-young man.
— And this won't be too much trouble for you, noble sir? — Maylin clarified when the stranger offered to help. Although she already knew the real answer...
And when the man agrees, he will decide not only to introduce himself to the Collapsist but also to tell her a little about himself, starting with how his day began and what he was doing in the Clean Hands in the morning, which is why he looked so worried.

Nebok, it's okay that I immediately predicted the subordinate's answer and continued a little more. His answer is already more than obvious. And yes, while he's collecting everything necessary and talking about himself, let him not forget to mention all the items in his pockets.