the harder the rain, honey, the sweeter the sun
"I am not an ice cube?" Amhran says with a smile over his shoulder; it's been a long while since literal language properly confused him, but it's more or less become part of his humour at this point. "I am quite hot, if I am being honest," he adds. "If I come back here again I'll pack a change of clothes." For now, though, the only thing on his mind appears to be the lily they've located, and he nods agreeably with Flora's suggestion.
"A very good idea. Though, given that they have been planted in numerous different biomes to cleanse the void, whatever magic they possess must keep them from being too delicate." Still, it can't hurt for right now, Amhran reaching out to carefully unearth the lily from the soft earth he'd planted it in over a year before. "Okay, I have it," he announces, shifting and turning so he might transfer it to the container. "One lily for you. I hope the Draig enjoys it."
Nodding back to the soil, he wiggles his fingers to her. "Do you mind if I plant another while we're here? It will take a year to grow again, and I know the void isn't causing problems any more, but... you never know, right?"
"A very good idea. Though, given that they have been planted in numerous different biomes to cleanse the void, whatever magic they possess must keep them from being too delicate." Still, it can't hurt for right now, Amhran reaching out to carefully unearth the lily from the soft earth he'd planted it in over a year before. "Okay, I have it," he announces, shifting and turning so he might transfer it to the container. "One lily for you. I hope the Draig enjoys it."
Nodding back to the soil, he wiggles his fingers to her. "Do you mind if I plant another while we're here? It will take a year to grow again, and I know the void isn't causing problems any more, but... you never know, right?"
