"The drawing? More record-keeping than anything. The peppers were intended as a gift." He folds the notebook closed, twiddling his pencil between his fingers as he watches Estinien pick out a pepper with something that looks like a fairly skilled eye. He's clearly waiting for the reaction. "I got more than I expected, but I'm sure we'll find a use for them around here."

There's... really quite a few of them. If he's looking closely, Estinien might observe that they're the ones that have been growing outside the little rose-covered cottage in the town.