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Embry watched as the female gestured toward the various locatons, following her gaze as he learned of the seedling's short journey. "Wow! It must like you a lot." Feeling rather emberrassed at his dim comment, the blonde male stood and shook out his pelt, averting his gaze.  You dolt, he chided himself bitterly, stop acting like a pup. You're a grown male.
    
     "It's so rare these days. I trust you'll take good care of it." He sat down once again across from her, still avoiding her gaze. He was acting too squirmish, even for his age. "It's basically the future now." Stating the obvious - it was apparently his shtick today. Sighing, he glanced at Planty and patted the dirt down around it. "There you go, Planty." He said, feeling compelled to make some sort of humurous act. "Nice and tucked in."