（ you know, he might have commiserated on that laborious power piece, or chased down exactly what he meant by place, if not for the fact that he just blithely continues and announces his ability to converse with all things chlorophyllic, and cy raises his eyebrows curiously. it's not exactly alien to him — the people of aikelyk were well-versed in it, after all. it's just not something he's encountered with any recency, and his expression softens, fondness showing in the brief crease of his brow.
he could say something profound. he could ask all the questions a farmer might ask. he could teleport the little cactus in his room to hand, and ask if it missed stiles.
but what he says instead is: ）
This isn't going to make my vegetarianism weird, is it?
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he could say something profound. he could ask all the questions a farmer might ask. he could teleport the little cactus in his room to hand, and ask if it missed stiles.
but what he says instead is: ）
This isn't going to make my vegetarianism weird, is it?