"Was it the smell of roses?" she shrugged
"the thorn scars, and the soil under your fingernails"
(big dumb on the spelling-)
"Oh, I forgot the gloves at home" carmen looked disappointed in herself for a moment
"its fine, its better without gloves"
"Whats that supposed to mean?" She tilted her head "My hands are reserved for people and plants, I'm touching neither so I see no reason to have them exposed"
"gardening is"
"I see, give me a moment" she stood as that stupid halo appeared, she drew her blade, in two fluild movements a rift opened she stuck a hand through, and pulled out gloves as she sat down, the halo also disappeared closing the rift "Much better" she slipped her hands into the gloves looking much more relaxed
"hmmm.."
"what caught your eye, you seem interested"
"wolf leather"
"at least im hoping"
"Wyrm hide actually, they are quite soft and durable under the scales, its comfortable"
"the meat is tender and sweet too"
Tora appeared out the fireplace, don't question it if you dont wanna talk about phoenix biology "Someone said dragon meat!"
he took the flat of her blade and bopped her nose "hush, gardeners talking here"
"Thank you but it wasn't needed" Insert tora trying to figure out why the gardener on the edge of the village had a sword, it seems carmen didnt mind tora touching it "Be gentle with it's balde, its quite sharp...now where were we?"
"homemade fetalizer, try banana peels"
"Perhaps, but I don't visit the bakery during the hot months"
he handed her a bag "that, is my homemade compost, a gift"
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