[ She carefully sets the pot down before her hands disappear into the shroud of her cloak. They emerge with a trowel, like magic, and she offers it to Liem. While he's digging, she can start trying to free the seedling from its pottish prison. ]
Do you get along well with Gen?
[ She asks out of curiosity, because she's never been sure how inclined he is toward lashing out and manhandling when he isn't around her specifically. ]
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[ She carefully sets the pot down before her hands disappear into the shroud of her cloak. They emerge with a trowel, like magic, and she offers it to Liem. While he's digging, she can start trying to free the seedling from its pottish prison. ]
Do you get along well with Gen?
[ She asks out of curiosity, because she's never been sure how inclined he is toward lashing out and manhandling when he isn't around her specifically. ]