The cows, having received such a poor welcome from anyone else who has been in contact with them, are delighted to find someone receptive to their nuzzling. Nephenee will find herself in grave danger of becoming covered in cow slobber, though perhaps she doesn't mind that so much. He Sheng's tongue lolls out and extends almost perfectly vertically to lick at Nephenee's wrists.
"Oh -- of course. There are no farms in Flotsam, certainly."
It would be hard to imagine a farm floating in the middle of the ocean.
"But why don't you try to find housing here? I am sure there is room. We can search for something together if you like. And I know the fields would be much improved with more people tending to their needs."
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Date: 2024-10-01 11:03 pm (UTC)"Oh -- of course. There are no farms in Flotsam, certainly."
It would be hard to imagine a farm floating in the middle of the ocean.
"But why don't you try to find housing here? I am sure there is room. We can search for something together if you like. And I know the fields would be much improved with more people tending to their needs."