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[flurry_of_beaus]

[ She knows it's just phrasing, but all the same... ]

Yeah, neither good nor bad. Just morning.

[ She keeps her voice soft too, but for Beau that's harder, the natural roughness adding strength to what she wants to keep quiet. But she tries and saunters closer, hands in the pockets of her pants, trying to look nonchalant. ]

How's it going? The whole garden, I mean.

[ Since they lost Deuces. ]

[stormchasing]

[Yasha doesn't disagree. The worst of the mornings has passed, but they aren't exactly good yet. Not yet. Maybe one day. So long as she still has Molly, where he can be alive, then Yasha can't truly complain.

She watches Beau come closer before drawing her attention away so as to not make the other uncomfortable or to feel awkward herself.]

I... well Caduceus was better at this, he taught me some but... well most of it is still.. alive? [That's something, right? She isn't a green thumb and she can't talk to the plants so... yeah she can only keep what she can alive and hope.]

[flurry_of_beaus]

[ Beau reads some self-doubt in Yasha's statement and responds in her own way to reassure. ]

Better than I would do.

[ There's a pause. ]

My father tried to teach me something about the vineyards. He only shoved me in with the books because I kept stomping on the grapes.

[ Does she regret it now, being an ass to her father? No. He showed his colors in the end. But it's not exactly the best behavior for a kid, she knows that. ]