After that incident, Siri's worldview was constantly shattered by his Master because, along the way to the cave she mentioned, spiritual plants of higher grades kept popping like ordinary cabbages on the path she took.
All of it was pulled. Either tossed to him or stored in her inventory when throwing was a hassle.
Not a single one was left for the sole reason that her vision was blocked by screens and it was inconvenient to walk around.
Siri closed his mouth, suppressing his grievances. If it happened to him, he would grin from ear to ear and kneel on the spot, crying his heart out, but other than useless grass and occasional rocks, he found nothing.
But somehow, his master was plagued with them, almost to the point he would hear her complain in a hushed voice about her back aching from bending over, or how they were not together for one pulling, and so on.
