[Catching sight of her gesture, Erichthonios smiles in response before returning his attention to his own task. When she joins him, he is dutifully looking through his seeds, selecting the one that looks the most healthy, the most robust of those yet unplanted. Sinking back into a crouch, he plants the plump brown slip, covering the seed over with soil after.]
This should do it.
[With a focus intense for the endeavor, Erichthonios rises back to his feet, stepping back to give the location one last look-over. Satisfied, he lifts his arm and begins to feed the seed his aether.
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This should do it.
[With a focus intense for the endeavor, Erichthonios rises back to his feet, stepping back to give the location one last look-over. Satisfied, he lifts his arm and begins to feed the seed his aether.
It is a pine.]