Jade Fern Grove No, I’m not a go-getter

Fig blinked in surprise at the greeting he received from the woman. She seemed harmless, but there was something a bit alarming about being referred to as “unsuspecting”. He wondered if this is what had happened to his father, if he too would wake up weeks later with no leg and no recollection of ever encountering this brown-eyed girl.

He was gonna go ahead and dismiss that thought.

”Not officially,” Fig answered, intrigued, ”But I’ve played the part a few times in my life. I take it you have troubles to share?” He quirked a brow and settled onto his haunches, ready to listen and experience this unusual encounter.