[ he's seated on one of the lower branches, flipping a knife over idly in his hands as he glances towards her, not too perturbed by the typical fashion Vanessa shows up these days. ]
Here. Come up. [ A hand gesturing for her to make her way up into the tree. ] What have you heard?
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Here. Come up. [ A hand gesturing for her to make her way up into the tree. ] What have you heard?