[Farming was something Meiniang has never done which is exactly why she'd gone to go and take a look. This is the first time in a very long while that she's put down her all white clothing to wear something else. Plain, light colours with not much adornment but even then it feels like a betrayal, somehow. So she keeps a knot of white cord in her hair as she brushes the back of one hand across her forehead, leaving a streak of dirt behind as she straightens up to look at the hay that is now bright and clean.]
...Have you not tried to use it on other things? [Because she feels like that should be the first thing to try?
Meiniang's dragon, "Little One" for lack of a name that wouldn't somehow be seen as disrespectful, is happily nosing at the hay and ready to dive into the depths of it.]
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...Have you not tried to use it on other things? [Because she feels like that should be the first thing to try?
Meiniang's dragon, "Little One" for lack of a name that wouldn't somehow be seen as disrespectful, is happily nosing at the hay and ready to dive into the depths of it.]