[ The promise of human-made/non-faerie food is enough to lure Tenn to the new pub. But, hands tucked into sleeves and shivering as he is, he pauses outside by the herb garden. It's clearly being kept up, the little plants protected against the worst of the blizzard. Still, it must be difficult to grow in the height of the winter season.
Tenn approaches to kneel down, singing a child's lullaby in a soft voice. The plants he's closest to sway, colors brightening as the leaves perk up. Tenn smiles and turns to the next batch, taking a breath to give them encouragement, too.
The door opening startles him into raising his head, caught between explanation and recognition. Given 76 knows he has an interest in nurturing herbs already, Tenn settles for a simple greeting. ]
Eat & Drink, but talking to the plants outside
Tenn approaches to kneel down, singing a child's lullaby in a soft voice. The plants he's closest to sway, colors brightening as the leaves perk up. Tenn smiles and turns to the next batch, taking a breath to give them encouragement, too.
The door opening startles him into raising his head, caught between explanation and recognition. Given 76 knows he has an interest in nurturing herbs already, Tenn settles for a simple greeting. ]
Ah, good morning.