I would not wish to take you away from the task you had already committed to.

[He realizes he had interrupted her, even if she had been allowing herself a few moments of respite when he'd approached, and his gaze briefly moves towards the organizer he'd spoken to a few minutes prior, offering a nod when their eyes meet.]

I had spoken to someone about helping the seeds take root. My astral artes are not quite the same as they were at home, but my abilities have not left me completely— I think I may be able to do something to encourage growth here, and learn more about manipulating the ambient energy in this world at the same time.

[Never let it be said that he's not resourceful when he needs to be. The theory of astral artes, he's decided, can likely be applied anywhere, if one is determined enough.]

I wish to do my part. I think— perhaps it will mean more if I do not rely on others to help me do so.

[More to whom, he does not say, but he thinks the answer to be obvious, even left unspoken. He wants her to see who he is now, who he is working hard to become.]