As Lattarya's mind was already clogged by her thoughts, thinking of leaving the farm, the friendly faces she almost grew up with, to abandon the newborns and others that suckled from her very teats and then grew stronger... until she heard the blond boy to call for her attenction; turning her head, her dark-brown hair waved around as she looked at him with curiosity. Jason was clear and she giggled <<See? Afterall, since Master Osumi is already here, why not to let him have fun with that car? You know those petrolheads... they just love to have their heads into a car's motor. As for moving your car inside... heh... is a farm, i bet that in a moment they'll either drag, pull, push or carry your vehicle within the fence...>> Lattarya automatically smiled as she spoke of the efficiency of the farm.<br/><br/>She was still puzzled by the way things were turning on in the last minutes of that curious day, but if that boy expressed his decision in making his vehicle visited by the old Osumi's experienced hands... <<Master Osumi should already be at the Vehicle Yard, that, if it isn't lovely...>> said her with a smile while looking at the original Akemi <<...is just a few steps away from the garden i've spoken with Akemi, here, so we all can go there and... uhm... not getting lost?>> she chuckled.<br/><br/>Then, she remembered of the blue-skinned shapeshifter <<...uh... y-you can join the little tour as well, you see... it doesn't happen every day to have a guided tour of that side of the farm, usually we... i mean... they... allow people, usually customers, to walk on the main path 'til the shop or the little B&B, but today...>> she turned on her hooves, spinning with a wide smile, as the sun warmly shined in the blue skies, as the gentle breeze carried on the true, earthy scents of the countryside <<...is such a beautiful day! Ideal for a stroll beneath fruit trees, isn't it?>> she looked at the with a calm, warm smile, as the thoughts of her future were kicked away again by the thought of walking with someone else in that place, that she loved and, with a bit of pride, will show (or at least try) to them.<br/><br/><<...this way, please>> calmly said the centauress with a flourish of her hands, as she indicated them a path made of white gravel passing over a short-grass garden with red roses and other flowers, leading, at a certain point, to a few large and modern warehouses, one of which was Osumi's Domain...