@IllyrianMist -- taking advantage of you.” I agree, my own voice far too gentle as I nod my head in agreement. "I will allow you to tell me if I am asking too much of you."
The fresh morning breeze ruffles the short sleeves of her dress as she steps outside and towards a small allocated piece of land just for her and her plants.
A gift from Rhys that she will be forever grateful for.
@IllyrianMist -- allowing those shears to dangling by my leg being held in one of my hands before the other reaches out to take his hand into my own once again.
“I can accept that. I will try my hardest to ask anything that I wish to and to not worry about possibly taking up your time or --
@IllyrianMist -- then replant it before we leave?” I question before nodding. “Or we could plant multiple in one pot – I can then separate them when we get back to the house. It would also leave you with less to carry.” I add, realising that I was rambling by thinking my thoughts --