"Nice to be out." He brushes off his hands, tilting his head back and closing his eyes for the briefest of moments. It feels new, even though it's something he's had since the day he was born.
"I'm planning the garden." He slides the notebook under one arm and steps forward, gesturing at the ground around them. "Thought I'd have some vegetables over there. Maybe even some corn. Flowers too, but I figure... We got the land, why not grow some stuff we can eat?"
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"I'm planning the garden." He slides the notebook under one arm and steps forward, gesturing at the ground around them. "Thought I'd have some vegetables over there. Maybe even some corn. Flowers too, but I figure... We got the land, why not grow some stuff we can eat?"