[Seasonal Event] What Must Be Done

Emmett There's always more to do, Good thing I want to do it If donkeys could shrug, Emmett did, sure he could take the weight of the cart which he had many times. He was a little surprised by how heavy it felt after only a week or so away from it, but he could still manage it, the motion carrying through once he set off and making it easier to move. Working around the field, he stopped whenever they came across something and pointed it out to Phoebe. This way, they had the whole place cleared up in only about half an hour, the cart left by the door with a stack of ruined crops and random debris in it. Emmett wiggled out of the harness with a practice that would be unnatural in a real animal, then transformed back to his human self. "Good job, Bee!" He grinned, going to give her a hug. This was partially stalling for more time but also genuine gratitude. He was amazed Phoebe was going to all the trouble of helping him after she'd only been with him for a week; Emmett had thought he was the only one with a unhealthy sense of loyalty. Still holding her, he sighed and looked over at the house. Trepidation clear in his voice, he closed his eyes. "I guess...we'd better go in there, huh?"