Fatima tilts her head to one side, her antagonism ebbing away. The girl is a teenager. Not much older than some of the dhampir back home on the Compound. Fatima has no maternal instincts to speak of, but she's a leader, after all. A queen. She knows the right way to treat scared and displaced teenagers.
And being territorial about the garden isn't going to help anyone.
She walks over to the bank of plants where the girl is working, looking down at the weed.]
These guys are stubborn. They curl their roots around the tubers. It's sort of like their final revenge. Like they're going "Haha, if you kill me, I'm taking the food with me."
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Fatima tilts her head to one side, her antagonism ebbing away. The girl is a teenager. Not much older than some of the dhampir back home on the Compound. Fatima has no maternal instincts to speak of, but she's a leader, after all. A queen. She knows the right way to treat scared and displaced teenagers.
And being territorial about the garden isn't going to help anyone.
She walks over to the bank of plants where the girl is working, looking down at the weed.]
These guys are stubborn. They curl their roots around the tubers. It's sort of like their final revenge. Like they're going "Haha, if you kill me, I'm taking the food with me."