[Zekarion normally wouldn't give someone talking to themselves over such a mundane thing a glance. He doesn't get to be so picky, now; he needs whatever he can get, and he needs to build a reputation.
So he pauses for a few moments on the path in front of her garden-in-progress, hands in his pockets, then remarks:]
Patience is a virtue.
[Anything worthwhile takes a long time; even if he weren't, you know, neck deep in a dangerous plot to destroy his world, he'd still hold that idea as fact in his mind.]
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So he pauses for a few moments on the path in front of her garden-in-progress, hands in his pockets, then remarks:]
Patience is a virtue.
[Anything worthwhile takes a long time; even if he weren't, you know, neck deep in a dangerous plot to destroy his world, he'd still hold that idea as fact in his mind.]