When you put it like that, I guess I can't say no. [He jokes back, laughing lightly.] Wouldn't be bad to have a plant in the apartment. Hopefully Donnie doesn't mutate it somehow.
I'll trust you to take care of it. If anything happens, prepare to be scolded.
[His tone is lighthearted, despite the words. Things happen; he's already had to rebuild his garden here.
He stands up, taking a slow walk through the kitchen, examining each plant, murmuring a little to himself as he checks and lightly touches each. If Leonardo listens closely he might hear it: "you want to go? no, not yet. okay. how about you? not sure, huh. you're excited? ha ha..."
He finally settles on a mid-sized schlumbergera, pulling it down from its hook and setting it on the counter between them.]
This guy's ready to move on. Low maintenance, too. Good starter plant.
[Listening to Cad drift by to speak with his plants earns a low chuckle from the turtle. He isn't even sure what to think beyond finding amusement in it. The whole thing is charming in a way he can't articulate.
He smiles down at the plant, patting the pot gently.]
Well, buddy, I hope you enjoy apartment living. [He glances back up at the firbolg.] I'll do my best to keep this guy healthy and happy.
Best practice: place it near a window, sunlight during the day, curtains closed at night. The nice thing is, you only need to water it about once a week. Two weeks, if it isn't too hot. So it's alright if you forget.
He's a tattle tale, huh? I'll keep that in mind. [He mimes patting the plant, but never makes contact with the greenery.
He does pull out his relic at the instructions. Swapping it from his metal hand to his fleshy one to write that down in a notes app in the relic itself.] Okay, got that jotted down.
Good, good. [Caduceus returns to his teacup, satisfied.] Please don't take this as a, "we're done, get out", but was there anything else you wanted to discuss? On or off topic.
[This is Leonardo's appointment, still. He has no desire to cut someone off before they're ready.]
I had ONE more thing in mind, but, I've forgotten it, LMAO
[He snorts a little at that.] Not that's coming to mind. I was just... trying to figure out what to even do with myself, how not to scare Casey again. I'm not a particularly great father, but I'd like to be a good one.
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[His tone is lighthearted, despite the words. Things happen; he's already had to rebuild his garden here.
He stands up, taking a slow walk through the kitchen, examining each plant, murmuring a little to himself as he checks and lightly touches each. If Leonardo listens closely he might hear it: "you want to go? no, not yet. okay. how about you? not sure, huh. you're excited? ha ha..."
He finally settles on a mid-sized schlumbergera, pulling it down from its hook and setting it on the counter between them.]
This guy's ready to move on. Low maintenance, too. Good starter plant.
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He smiles down at the plant, patting the pot gently.]
Well, buddy, I hope you enjoy apartment living. [He glances back up at the firbolg.] I'll do my best to keep this guy healthy and happy.
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[A threat, or a promise? (Yes.)]
Best practice: place it near a window, sunlight during the day, curtains closed at night. The nice thing is, you only need to water it about once a week. Two weeks, if it isn't too hot. So it's alright if you forget.
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He does pull out his relic at the instructions. Swapping it from his metal hand to his fleshy one to write that down in a notes app in the relic itself.] Okay, got that jotted down.
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[This is Leonardo's appointment, still. He has no desire to cut someone off before they're ready.]
I had ONE more thing in mind, but, I've forgotten it, LMAO
save it for later if you remember uwu
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