Already bustling through the business of getting the bush into a suitable pot she pauses when he offers the knife and shakes her head with a smile. "Hold onto it for now, I think that part's going to be your job."
And if asked, she'd say that was because she's seen how fast he can gut a fish and knows he has more experience handling a knife deftly, which is exactly what a job like this calls for.
In reality, she's decided that the man deserves nice things and could probably use a way to pass the time that isn't yanking stumps out of the ground and gutting fish.
"Looking good!" Aerith says to the newly potted baby bush she's holding out and admiring, looking it over carefully before she sets it, and a pair of secateurs down on the table by the water.
"See the trunk?" She points her finger following the curve of it. "Do you think you can cut the rest back until it looks like a little tree, instead of a bush?"
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And if asked, she'd say that was because she's seen how fast he can gut a fish and knows he has more experience handling a knife deftly, which is exactly what a job like this calls for.
In reality, she's decided that the man deserves nice things and could probably use a way to pass the time that isn't yanking stumps out of the ground and gutting fish.
"Looking good!" Aerith says to the newly potted baby bush she's holding out and admiring, looking it over carefully before she sets it, and a pair of secateurs down on the table by the water.
"See the trunk?" She points her finger following the curve of it. "Do you think you can cut the rest back until it looks like a little tree, instead of a bush?"