[It's room enough for him to get his work done, a routine that's become somewhat automatic since his stay in this world; these plants are hardy, even in the bracing chill, and their stems are prone to extending this way and that, flush with leaves. Nothing a little trimming and taming can't fix with a pair of small pruning shears, which Henry wields in one hand as he crouches down to settle next to her.
He does give her an appraising look, though, curious about all newcomers being pulled through the Summoning Pool as though they were fish dredged up from a multiversal pond.]
You must be new here.
[-he says, and then tends to the plant, raising up one unruly stem and... snip.]
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He does give her an appraising look, though, curious about all newcomers being pulled through the Summoning Pool as though they were fish dredged up from a multiversal pond.]
You must be new here.
[-he says, and then tends to the plant, raising up one unruly stem and... snip.]