[ The nod Zelda offers him is subtle, but sure. Another pumpkin is carved from the fine with a strong drop of the hoe, then she moves to place both of her pumpkins into the wheelbarrow with his, not bothering to ask. Maybe they're just on the same page, or she follows orders shared over a secret psychic connection well! Who knows. ]
I hate to say it, but those blockheads might be planning something sooner than later.
[ Spoken like someone who will intervene, uh oh. ]
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I hate to say it, but those blockheads might be planning something sooner than later.
[ Spoken like someone who will intervene, uh oh. ]