"Oh, huh. You're the second person to come to the Grounds from there recently," Fox remarks, not that he thinks much of it other than that perhaps his home region is becoming a little more popular these days. (A thought that simultaneously fills him with pride and dread). "Is it still cold there, even in Longheat?"
Nodding and heading through some of the undergrowth and away from the divide between the two farms, Fox pauses only for a second to capture another sneaky flinthopper, not wanting to give it any opportunity to flick sparks at the dry leaves in the foliage. "Well, if someone is looking to grow anything here, this is probably one of the better patches for it," he says conversationally. "Not that I'm very good at that sort of thing myself."
They travel for a few minutes before coming to an empty clearing filled with little more than thorny weeds and tall grass and Fox motions to it. "It's not that big, but depending on how many crops your friend wants to grow, it might suit."
Nodding and heading through some of the undergrowth and away from the divide between the two farms, Fox pauses only for a second to capture another sneaky flinthopper, not wanting to give it any opportunity to flick sparks at the dry leaves in the foliage. "Well, if someone is looking to grow anything here, this is probably one of the better patches for it," he says conversationally. "Not that I'm very good at that sort of thing myself."
They travel for a few minutes before coming to an empty clearing filled with little more than thorny weeds and tall grass and Fox motions to it. "It's not that big, but depending on how many crops your friend wants to grow, it might suit."
welcome to the desecration, baby
we built you up and we'll tear you right down
