Harley rolls her eyes with a loud scoff and pads away on bare feet. She comes back with the plant cradled in her arms and marches through the study to the balcony, where she sets the plant on the small table and settles down to check the damage.
She already watered the soil in the washing room, but some of the dead growth needs to be cut back for the poor thing to regrow. She pulls a small folding knife from the robe pocket and gets to it.
"If you're spending all day and night locking yourself in your house, then you've at least got to take care of the things that live in it." She jabs the point of the knife in the air toward him with a flourish. "Including you!" She tilts the blade Tara's way next, carving a question in the air. "Right?"
The knife is folded away and tucked back into the pocket. She spends a moment finding the best sunny spot for the plant, then brushes her hands together and stands with her hands on her hips.
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She already watered the soil in the washing room, but some of the dead growth needs to be cut back for the poor thing to regrow. She pulls a small folding knife from the robe pocket and gets to it.
"If you're spending all day and night locking yourself in your house, then you've at least got to take care of the things that live in it." She jabs the point of the knife in the air toward him with a flourish. "Including you!" She tilts the blade Tara's way next, carving a question in the air. "Right?"
The knife is folded away and tucked back into the pocket. She spends a moment finding the best sunny spot for the plant, then brushes her hands together and stands with her hands on her hips.
"Right! I'm very tired! Bed, please!"