Hand fed something that'll get him high by a beautiful, mostly naked woman? yes please! Furfur obediently opens his mouth and leans down to make it easier for her to pop it in, then he tucks the leaf into the side of his cheek.

"Mmm, thanks sweetheart," he purrs as he straightens back up and gives Night Sky's arm a squeeze. "We have herbs like that back home, just not by that name."

Following Night Sky down the path is easy enough for him, though he would have never spotted it himself if she wasn't there to guide him. "I haven't lived in one place for nearly a decade now," he says in response to her question, his expression light and unconcerned. "If I have any valuables I want stashed, I leave them with my nephew in Baldur's Gate. Otherwise, I prefer to keep on the road. The place I grew up in, we didn't have stars. Used to have trees and flowers and all sorts of beautiful, if dangerous flora, but there's been a war on for aeons, and the lady currently in charge let it all go to shit."

He scowls, grumbling, "Avernus has never been safe, but the dangers were different before Zariel took over. One of the few things my old man got right, trying to preserve as much of it as he could in his domain."