Toris
wonders 14 years ago
what she means by productive...
just hopes it's productive.
Toris
thinks 14 years ago
staying productive is a very good thing, then!
Toris
thinks 14 years ago
he should keep her company, "Ah, what do you need to do today, m-maybe I could help?"
over what she has to do. "I have to check the fields, and cook."
(thats okay, im gonna be off and on for a bit anyway, srrry ^^ ) brightens, "I-I'm pretty good with both of those things!"
watches him. "So you want to help me...?"
shields her eyes with her hand as she goes outside.
follows behind, excited to be doing work outside.
stops to roll up her pants at the edge of the flooded field, and slips off her shoes.
tilts his head watching her and looking at the field, "This is different then rye fields."
nods. "Yeah, rice grows different." She walks into the field, holding her skirt up.
copies what she did and trails behind, curiously.
looking over the plants, making sure they look okay.
no clue what she's looking for, but tries to do what she does, "Ah... are they okay?"
nods. "They look okay. Taking root, and growing nicely." She smiles at that.
grins, "That's good! It's always so nice to have a good harvest!"
nods. "Yes, I do hope it all ends well this year."
nods back with seriousness, "Hm, yes, that's very, very important..." (sry gotta get to class, be on later <3 )
(thats Ill* be on later sry, sounded kinda demanding lol)
keeps wading through the water to look over more plants. ((Okay~))
makes his way behind her a little weary about the water, "Um, d-do you always work on your fields alone?"
shakes her head. "There are other workers, but they're still planting." She points to the others in the distance.
squints over towards them, "Ah, that's good. I am glad you are not alone with these things."
nods. "Yes. We work together for all sorts of things like this."
laughs happily, "That must be very nice. It's good to hear."
nods. "It is very nice. They're all friendly." She waves to the others, calling to them, "Chào!"
smiles, waving as well, glad she isnt as lonely as he worried about.
keeps walking though the fields, only looking back at the sounds of a passing motorbike's horn.