"The—ah, yes!" Glacius blinks, having had to take a moment to connect the dots given that such things aren't commonplace in his world. That hint of enthusiasm is infectious, and the alien's own cheekbones twitch upwards just a bit; he hopes he's getting at the same thing that his partner is. "Didn't you say those plants had magical properties—and that they could be used to store a spell, so to speak? Could they contain the necessary casting for an exorcism... or perhaps even energy in raw form?"