[As Zek wanders around the village, he'll eventually come across one peculiar scene. There's a garden, well, sort of, it's mostly a garden that's a work in progress. There's a fence and the ground's been tilled, but nothing is really growing. Maybe the owner just planted something or they're just really bad at growing things, but Zek will soon spot one young woman crouching on the ground and staring at one particular spot on the garden.
She's pouting, one cheeked puffed as she pokes at the small stem that's peeping through the ground. It's a sign of some growth, but it doesn't feel enough. Logistically, she knows that it takes more than a week for things to grow, but ugh it feels forever so far! Both her cheeks soon puff as she breathes in more air, eyes glaring down at the innocent bud.]
Grow! [It just feels important that she can do something like this. Grow flowers and vegetables and everything like that. If she can accomplish this, then... maybe there's hope for her friends back home.] You will grow and become pretty.
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She's pouting, one cheeked puffed as she pokes at the small stem that's peeping through the ground. It's a sign of some growth, but it doesn't feel enough. Logistically, she knows that it takes more than a week for things to grow, but ugh it feels forever so far! Both her cheeks soon puff as she breathes in more air, eyes glaring down at the innocent bud.]
Grow! [It just feels important that she can do something like this. Grow flowers and vegetables and everything like that. If she can accomplish this, then... maybe there's hope for her friends back home.] You will grow and become pretty.