[SEASONAL EVENT] A Palmer for Long Night

Emmett Plow the land with the horn of a lamb. Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme Then sow some seeds from north of the dam. Then she'll be a true love of mine Emmett had been glad to see Phoebe. In the last few days since he'd helped her set up her clinic he'd been worried about her, after seeing how poorly provided for her space had been. In comparison he had made sure the cottage was very prepared for her arrival. Several deals had been made with siblings to ensure Phoebe had a room of her own (which sparked plenty of comments about whether he'd be joining her, which he dodged with expert precision) and he'd managed to make it so his family wouldn't bother her too much on the first night. They still loudly said hello, the younger children cooing at the fish following her (and the older ones wondering if it would taste like the fish from the Oasis, the connection to Vi unimportant in the face of food). His parents only smiled and whispered to each other as they saw her, and Emmett was sure he heard the word 'wedding'. He just hoped Phoebe hadn't heard. He got her up to her room then after saying goodnight left her, thinking she probably wanted to be by herself. After several hours had gone by (because in Longnight, there was no counting nights and days) he decided to bring her up a cup of tea and see how she was. Gently, softly, he knocked on the door and cracked it open just so she could hear his voice. "Are y'decent, Bee? I got you some tea."