A farmer can't truly control every variable. Crops are at the mercy of the weather every day. Your mint plant was at the mercy of your poor attention.

[Limited resources are still limited resources even when unobtainable by the one who needs them.

Anyway. He nods.] If we were ever unable to rely on this place's self-replenishing, our diets would be limited to whatever plants can be grown from their own cuttings.

[More dissappointing: there would be no meat.]