Jade Fern Grove got that lettuce, that cabbage, that broccoli

Stigmata probably made the wisest choice when he went on his way without another word, choosing to not respond to Verx's childish taunts. All very well, although the dark brute was sort of put out. He was in the mood for a fight now, especially after the other's initial vinegar.

Leida, nomajoka, he called out, then turned and headed away, himself. He would just have to find some fun elsewhere. Somehow, in his three-odd years of life, Vercingetorix hadn't learned that accusing someone of having piss in their mouth wasn't a way to make fast friends.