The seeds, eh?

[He nods along as he makes the finishing touches on hammering the fence back together. Just about as good as new. Maybe not pristine, but all that matters is that it works out. That it does what it's meant to.

At her explanation, he drapes an arm over the now-mended fence, and draws his attention back onto her.]

Well. I can help you with that. I grew flowers and other vegetation back home. Wouldn't say I'm an expert, but I've got experience, at least.