The inspector opened Nether-Bane’s first crate as though it might answer him.
It contained greens.
He opened the next. Ordinary roots lay beneath a clean covering, their quantities written on a plain inventory card.
Nether-Bane waited for an appropriate acknowledgment.
“Soil on these?” the inspector asked.
“They grew in it.”
“Declared growing material is in the other sacks?”
“Yes.”
