[While it's difficult to be around other people again, L has found both comfort and respite in the presence of his Bonded, who manages to combine the best elements of being alone and being in pleasant company. It helps that with Myr, he can also combine the ease of silence with the flow of conversation, which began out of necessity when Niles nearly clawed out his tongue but has become nearly a preferred mode of interaction by this later point.
Since this is a garden party in a slightly more literal sense, with fewer finger sandwiches and ice sculptures and more actual digging and planting, it's for the best that L is Bonded to a faun. He's delicate about moving soil, both due to his inexperience with the pastime and his mechanical difficulties, but earnest enough in his efforts, and he glances up at Myr whenever he's uncertain about something.]
I know what's advised for this specimen, but it still seems like I'm planting them too close together.
[A welcome conundrum, if only for how blessedly mundane it is.]
L and Myr, Closed Gardening Prompt
Since this is a garden party in a slightly more literal sense, with fewer finger sandwiches and ice sculptures and more actual digging and planting, it's for the best that L is Bonded to a faun. He's delicate about moving soil, both due to his inexperience with the pastime and his mechanical difficulties, but earnest enough in his efforts, and he glances up at Myr whenever he's uncertain about something.]
I know what's advised for this specimen, but it still seems like I'm planting them too close together.
[A welcome conundrum, if only for how blessedly mundane it is.]