JW did his best as he trailed along behind Ginko, managing to point out a whopping TWO flowers before finally admitting defeat. They were just too little and the spots of sunlight streaming through the trees made picking them out almost impossible.
He behaved himself for the rest of the search--mostly. He still bumped against Ginko's shoulders on purpose when they had to pass one another stepping over logs and through thickets.
"Good, because I don't think I'm gonna be able to find any more of it. I think we've picked this strip of forest clean." He leaned down over a sunny patch and tried to see if there even were flowers. "What do you want for dinner?"
"Any time, any time," he sang, hands in his pockets, feeling a little useless but...he knows it's not his fault. He stretches his neck out to get their bearings before heading back toward the farm. "Well, what do you like? Spicy? Sweet? Any kind of meat you haven't gotten to try?"
JW offered up a lazy shrug. "I'll scrounge somethin' up! I never thought really thought I'd get the chance to show you all the kinds of things we eat in America. Wait'll you try chili."
"Do you just not like pizza?" He figured that could make sense.
"I'm looking forward to it. Seems like you've got some pretty great stuff over there." He gave a thoughtful hum as he stepped over a root. "Wish I could return the favor, but there isn't a whole lot I can do in the way of cooking... maybe I could buy you something in the village."
"I can have pizza any day! I just want it to be special, y'know?" For all his snarking and launching sneak attacks on Ginko throughout the day, he manages to make an earnest face. "You do plenty for me already..."
Ginko started to open his mouth to say something, but instead nothing came to mind and his face just flushed pink. "Ah... right. But I do want to bring you something from here sometime."
"Alright." He looked away to hide a smile (and more blushing), then nodded toward the approaching form of the farmer's house. "Almost there; about time to get back to work.:
"No rest for the wicked," JW sighed before giving Ginko a good swat on the behind just before they became close enough to the farmhouse for anyone to tell what they were doing. "Work work work."
Ginko jumped a little and made a startled sound that could probably be called a squeak - then they were too close for him to retaliate, and he settled for shooting JW a look as they headed for the door. This wasn't over, dammit.
He knocked on the door, and a couple minutes later the herbs were steeping in a tub of hot water. Once that was done, Ginko wandered back outside and sat down on the porch to light a cigarette. "That's done. Just have to wait a few more minutes now."
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He behaved himself for the rest of the search--mostly. He still bumped against Ginko's shoulders on purpose when they had to pass one another stepping over logs and through thickets.
"How potent is this stuff anyway?"
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He gave a quiet, thoughtful hum as he rolled the bundle of herbs in his hand in paper. "Not sure... you have any ideas?"
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You, Ginko. Singular.
"Hope you don't have a problem with cheese."
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"I'm looking forward to it. Seems like you've got some pretty great stuff over there." He gave a thoughtful hum as he stepped over a root. "Wish I could return the favor, but there isn't a whole lot I can do in the way of cooking... maybe I could buy you something in the village."
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He knocked on the door, and a couple minutes later the herbs were steeping in a tub of hot water. Once that was done, Ginko wandered back outside and sat down on the porch to light a cigarette. "That's done. Just have to wait a few more minutes now."