More like the places we're sent are able to bear crops at all. And they're...courteous enough to give us a warning. [That was as close a compliment she could give to the gods here.]

[The question allowed her a small smile in return, if only for a slight change in subject] All the effort that went into it, it's still going to be a mantel piece. I've manners enough to know it's rude to throw a gift away-unless I actually hate the person, but if that was the case I wouldn't accept something from them in the first place.

[And while Kettera was a stranger otherwise, she couldn't say it was the same as hating her.]