[His handheld device buzzes on the countertop where he had left it, and he stares at it while putting away dried bowls. It had taken some time to get his familiar to accept eating off of plates and bowls, but the argument was apparently sealed when the platypunk realized it could carry more than two apples with a bowl.
He retrieves the device and taps it on, staring at the received message. Jasper is the only person with whom he has communicated over private message like this. Perhaps it's to be expected that they continue that pattern even while in the same house.]
I have not. My thumbs remain firmly not green.
[What did such an observation mean to Jasper? Did it surprise him that he was capable of turning soil?]
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He retrieves the device and taps it on, staring at the received message. Jasper is the only person with whom he has communicated over private message like this. Perhaps it's to be expected that they continue that pattern even while in the same house.]
I have not. My thumbs remain firmly not green.
[What did such an observation mean to Jasper? Did it surprise him that he was capable of turning soil?]