Tummy Rumblies

"I don' really need to see him, I don' think. Just see the crops comin' up each year. If that is to do with him...then I guess I'll say thanks, if I ever do see him." Emmett shrugged. He had no desire whatsoever to make friends with the Divine. As far as he was concerned he had his life and they had theirs, and there didn't have to be a crossover. He'd always thought smart people were the ones who understood magic or wrote books, but it was nice that Phoebe didn't think he was dumb. While he was sure that could change over time, it meant right now she liked him. She seemed very pleased with the tea and flower. Emmett smiled widely, glad to bring a little bit of happiness to her. Being an Outlander had to be difficult, especially one who'd taken on such a large responsibility. "You don' owe me nothin'. It's fine. I'm just glad you like it. Never been able to give a pretty girl a flower before, so real you gave me somethin'." EMMETT You think that you're growing, but you're just tall