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She frowned. "Are you sure?"
He raised an eyebrow. "Why? It's the only thing we can successfully live off of."
He was quiet, watching her.
She pulled her knees to her chest. "I'm worried I upset you."
"Not much. We've mostly been making stew lately."
He nodded, standing back to observe.
She shook her head. "I'm okay."
"Would you object to eating meat for a bit?"
"Something like that."
She shrugged tiredly, going to the couch. "I'm alright."
"Rory grows the plants. I'd just have to expand it so we could grow more."
"Picture it like clay, or something."
She laughed slightly, offering the water. "Sorry.. I should have told you that first."
"If you're not comfortable eating meat. I could help with the garden."
"Yes, creating forms out of shadows."
"Just swallow it..."
"I can try to help.."
She shook her head. "You'll be fine."
"You can make the void, shadow creatures, walls.."
He frowned. "We don't have a large enough garden.."
