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[fingersofleaf]

Percy is down at the asparagus bed, kneeling in the mud (it rained the night before), and cutting asparagus with a knife made, because he is handy, out of what was once an armour-part

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[dragon_dealer]

We're going to assume that Mordred eventually helps Cimorene to some feverfew, so she comes back with a full basket, looking a bit thoughtful. She's a bit smudged with mud herself, from tramping through the woods all day. She smiles when she sees him, because she really can't help it anymore. "You look pleased with yourself."

[fingersofleaf]

He looks up and beams at seeing her. "Hey! You found it!"

[dragon_dealer]

"If by 'found' you mean 'happened to ask Mordred, who had access to some,' then yes. I don't need much at a go, so if it works, we can just dry the rest of it."

[fingersofleaf]

"Well, good. I got hooks over the stove for dryin', so that'll be fine."

[silverfooted]

Have another barefoot enthusiast, Percy; she looks interested when she sees the garden, walking over to investigate.

[fingersofleaf]

He looks up and smiles at her, big and friendly. "Hey! How're you?"

[silverfooted]

Idril returns it, finding his smile endearing. "I am well. And you?"

[fingersofleaf]

"Oh, I'm good. Just gettin' the last of to-day's. There's lettuce, too."