Melita’s awe is a warmth that spreads in Evie’s chest like the vines and roots of the plants beneath her hands. This was what magic was meant to be. Helping patch the places where elbow grease alone could not achieve the necessary end result. Feeding the hungry, healing the sick. It was beauty and creation and wonder. Capable of terrible things, yes, but it was an instrument like any other. Morally neutral. And watching Melita’s expression, the Evergreen feels that learned hatred uproot and slip a little further away.
Offering pods to the shy dragon and exuberant plant alike (assuming Fangorn would just eagerly smash them around if taken at all) Evie smiles beatifically and leans her forearms on the box. [say]“You’re in great luck actually, both of these are incredibly frost resistant. You can absolutely plant them as soon as you get home - just make sure the soil isn’t too sandy.”[/say] Standing straight again, the Evergreen meanders over to her scattered supplies to secure a few burlap squares, transitioning each plant’s roots into them and tying them into little soil balls. [say]“Just cut the fabric when you’re ready to plant them.”[/say] The plants are arranged into a box, which is then presented to the Honeybee with a smile. [say] “I put some medicinal salve and painkillers in there too. Please take them with you if you’re going to destroy the shrine.”[/say] It would award Evie peace of mind if nothing else, knowing she had tried her best.
Offering pods to the shy dragon and exuberant plant alike (assuming Fangorn would just eagerly smash them around if taken at all) Evie smiles beatifically and leans her forearms on the box. [say]“You’re in great luck actually, both of these are incredibly frost resistant. You can absolutely plant them as soon as you get home - just make sure the soil isn’t too sandy.”[/say] Standing straight again, the Evergreen meanders over to her scattered supplies to secure a few burlap squares, transitioning each plant’s roots into them and tying them into little soil balls. [say]“Just cut the fabric when you’re ready to plant them.”[/say] The plants are arranged into a box, which is then presented to the Honeybee with a smile. [say] “I put some medicinal salve and painkillers in there too. Please take them with you if you’re going to destroy the shrine.”[/say] It would award Evie peace of mind if nothing else, knowing she had tried her best.
