[He mildly rubs at his forehead, glancing over at Finnian briefly. He turns on heel and dusts off his hands lightly, looking straight at Finnian with a completely false smile]
I trust that you will, Finnian. Now tell me, how is the garden? Is anything growing yet? [There should be a few small buds of things, nothing too great just yet.]
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I trust that you will, Finnian. Now tell me, how is the garden? Is anything growing yet? [There should be a few small buds of things, nothing too great just yet.]