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“Gardening? Is that what it’s called?” So the process of growing flowers was called gardening. That was something he wanted to learn. Something he wanted to be great at. Just the thought of a field of flowers was a gigantic motivation. “…Oh!”

All this time he had been technically speaking with a total stranger. Whoops. This marked the very first human he had ever felt comfortable with. A human who was the exact opposite of everything he had ever known. “My name is Silver.” A sheepish little grin had taken place on his muzzle. “I like your name.”

“Yup, that’s what it’s called.”

Rebecca gave a chuckle as she closed her bag after taking out a few more berries for herself to snack on.

“Why thank you, Silver. I like your name too.”

Not to mention that silver was her favorite precious metal. This Silver seemed to be an absolute sweetie.

“Have you tried the Pecha berry yet? It’s pretty good, if I do say so myself. Go on and try it, it should be really soft by now.”