There's a little smile on his face when she mentions that. He retrieves a small box from the counter and angles his head to look at his cat. ]
I think she's fine. She often sleeps on me or my plants.
[ The statement is met with a thwack to the face with her tail, and he brushes it away with a stern, "Stop that."
He strides over to the table and places the box alongside the potions, opening it to reveal a varied assortment of cookies. Most likely from the Wild Harvest.
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There's a little smile on his face when she mentions that. He retrieves a small box from the counter and angles his head to look at his cat. ]
I think she's fine. She often sleeps on me or my plants.
[ The statement is met with a thwack to the face with her tail, and he brushes it away with a stern, "Stop that."
He strides over to the table and places the box alongside the potions, opening it to reveal a varied assortment of cookies. Most likely from the Wild Harvest.
Curiously, he eyes the potions. ]
What are these?