[she'll come across him while he's examining one of the flower bushels. just touching them, a bit surprised that anyone would go out for all this trouble, but...he can't deny the small smile on his face.
at the sound of an approach, he turns, blinks for a moment- her- then replaces that smile, however small.]
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at the sound of an approach, he turns, blinks for a moment- her- then replaces that smile, however small.]
Ah- you're the one placing these, aren't you?