Shaking his head with a grumble, he resumed his work with the plow until Flora appeared and he glared at her for a moment. "You reek. But it's a familiar stench..." His expression softened as he approached her and looked her over curiously. "Alright, I trust this one. If Bayne likes you, I like you too. And given how strongly I can smell her on your... leaves, I can tell she likes you a lot. Now then, Flora, neither Elune nor myself know the first thing about gardening or maintaining plant life of any kind. Is there any aid you can provide us? While also maintaining this beautiful land?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>