Kryner shrugged as to what the plant was while they headed out to the woodshed to see many split cut logs, plenty of kindling and the plywood he used as floorboards of the shed. He had a few stacked up alongside the shed to act as a replacement for when the old ones went out. "This could work, let me get my saw and I'll cut a more... moveable sized one. Does the thing have to be exactly the same size?" Of course Celeste didn't know the answer so they would have to be cautious and just make it as identical to the one on the floor. Heading into the garage he pulled out one of his saw's from the wall rack and began cutting a more portable size of the plywood.<br/><br/>James smiled at her question, "I mean the whole situation if you want to get technical is strange, so your mother and I have had to do a lot of... perspective changes. How we look at things, what we use to hold as certain fact no longer applies and not everything is... well black and white. So now I'm really happy and don't think it's weird at all. I would feel sad if we didn't bear any children with our younger selves. Because we'd grow old again but without our little ones around really to come and see us or to keep us lively and on our toes during our younger years. I look forward to you two writing and visiting when you can."