a ship is safe in harbor
but that's not what ships are for
but that's not what ships are for
Her attention deviated between the Halovian and her own work – pulsing that dedication of Frey’s work and cultivation deep into the roots of the plants, plucking away at the weeds, and salvaging what she could from what’d been lost along the way. Eventually, they’d be able to breathe new life into this world all over again – and she hoped it’d look far better than what Dahlia had ever been able to accomplish. Gratitude, thanks, and acknowledgements for what all the gods had done for them so many times before.
But her brow arched at his offer, for not many did – not when there were so many others things to do and accomplish. “Sure. I’ll let you know. And thank you for the plants.” Pondering, she sat upright from her crouch for a moment. “If you have any questions and can’t make it here, feel free to write. I can try and get to it swiftly. Good luck with everything!” The cub would certainly keep him busy – as all good companions did.
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But her brow arched at his offer, for not many did – not when there were so many others things to do and accomplish. “Sure. I’ll let you know. And thank you for the plants.” Pondering, she sat upright from her crouch for a moment. “If you have any questions and can’t make it here, feel free to write. I can try and get to it swiftly. Good luck with everything!” The cub would certainly keep him busy – as all good companions did.
[FIN]
Lena
