Once the plant has received a good watering, Mateo continues to dig in his bag of holding - he even disappears into it (head and shoulders, at least) before withdrawing with a pot full of rich soil and a trowel. "Do you think it was an Abandoned trying to grow things?" he suggests, sifting through the sand with his father until he can ease the vine out, staring the process of replanting it.
"Maybe they were experimenting with seeds, growing them real quick before leaving them?" His nose wrinkles, because he's very unimpressed by that prospect, but it didn't make it any less possible. "This looks like it would have had to have taken root and grown for at least... six weeks, maybe? And it should have died long before that."
"Maybe they were experimenting with seeds, growing them real quick before leaving them?" His nose wrinkles, because he's very unimpressed by that prospect, but it didn't make it any less possible. "This looks like it would have had to have taken root and grown for at least... six weeks, maybe? And it should have died long before that."
