Rory's Green Thumb?
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OOC: Your post was hilarious.

IC: He grinned as she sniffed at him to see if he smelled like paint. ”Different cin be good sometimes, lass.” He wasn’t harsh or trying to reprimand her but more reminding her. ”Miss Erzulie, ‘tis a pleasure ta meet ye.” He was rather formal but his eyes were playful about his greeting towards her. ”What are ye drawin’?”

At being a weirdo, he had to chuckle again. ”Sometimes I’m nae so sure that I’m nae a weirdo. ‘Ow ‘bout ye, are ye a weirdo?” At not being sick, he just shook his head at her questions. If he didn’t know any better, he could have sworn that she wanted him to be sick. Kids.

Rory expected her to want to try it herself and waited patiently for her to decide that she wanted him to help her. He gently picked her up and listened to her questions. ”Well, first someone dug a ‘ole in the ground ‘til they got water. An’ the rain also pit water in there.” He went for simple but true explanations.

He gave a snort of laughter at her confusion about her echo. ”There nae another wolf down there. It’s jus’ yer echo.” He hoped she didn’t ask what an echo is because he wasn’t quite sure if he could explain it. ”Want ta git down now?”


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