Trinket showed no reaction to the scent, though she registered it and recognized it. She had an encyclopedic knowledge of all the plants in Caido. She just had never given much thought to them. Most of them weren't very interesting.
Dismissing the plant from her thoughts, she said, "That sounds boring. Do you want to play a game?"
She looked around, searching for something interesting to do. She was curious about this woman. She wondered what kind of interesting reactions she might be able to provoke.
Some men were walking by, carrying crates of foodstuffs. It gave Trinket an idea.
With a blank face and a flat tone, Trinket said, "This game is like 'tag,' but you don't use your hands. Try not to get tagged."
Without further explanation or a hint of movement, Trinket gave a command to the nails holding together one of the crates the men were carrying. She commanded them to open. The nails wiggled and shook, then popped out of the wood. The side of the crate spilled open, and a deluge of tomatoes stated tumbling towards the woman, ready to shower her with ripe fruit.
Dismissing the plant from her thoughts, she said, "That sounds boring. Do you want to play a game?"
She looked around, searching for something interesting to do. She was curious about this woman. She wondered what kind of interesting reactions she might be able to provoke.
Some men were walking by, carrying crates of foodstuffs. It gave Trinket an idea.
With a blank face and a flat tone, Trinket said, "This game is like 'tag,' but you don't use your hands. Try not to get tagged."
Without further explanation or a hint of movement, Trinket gave a command to the nails holding together one of the crates the men were carrying. She commanded them to open. The nails wiggled and shook, then popped out of the wood. The side of the crate spilled open, and a deluge of tomatoes stated tumbling towards the woman, ready to shower her with ripe fruit.
