"Don't be foolish. That would be a waste of perfectly good nutrients that could be going into the soil."
Rosethorn just glares impassively for a full minute when he comes back, because she isn't charmed or impressed by this rude man, regardless of his grin or whether he's attractive without a shirt on. She also has her suspicions about where the plate and utensils came from. Still, there's plenty of food. "Fine. You can have some." But she won't sound welcoming about it.
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Rosethorn just glares impassively for a full minute when he comes back, because she isn't charmed or impressed by this rude man, regardless of his grin or whether he's attractive without a shirt on. She also has her suspicions about where the plate and utensils came from. Still, there's plenty of food. "Fine. You can have some." But she won't sound welcoming about it.