Loki did not seek to probe into Thor's past, noticing the subtle hint in the older man's voice. Things were not so great possibly meaning that he was struggling with things. But, look at what he had achieved. So much. The greenhouse alone was a feat alone and Loki knew Thor should be proud of himself.

"Yes. Many a time when the boar turned on us I was grateful I could craft a quick healing poultice before infection set in."

That was a time when the wild boar pierced Thor's body and Loki knew he had to act. The trials of hunting. Sometimes you were the one which was hunted. As for Thor's herbs they were a many good variety for soothing it seemed. That made sense for a man and people trying to build a new life for themselves and heal old wounds. The ones that took longer were the ones that were invisible to the naked eye. Loki, himself, knew only too well how hard those were to heal.

"Do you make a good tea with these?"

Loki glanced down at a few herbs and wondered if they would indeed stew into a useful beverage.