Kokopelli is outside. It's spring, back home, and he's restless as he always is in spring, unable to remain still. He wanders the grounds, smiling as he touches this tree, bends to examine that fern, every now and then finding a plant that needs a little help and retrieving a handful of something from his Bag, whispering softly as he tends to them
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There's a concerned Nita leaning against the other side of the booth.
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"Hey, Nita."
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Which is a stupid question, but it's what you say.
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She's mortal. He doesn't burden mortals with immortal troubles.
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"Did something happen?"
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"Can I help at all?"
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"Don't think so. Thanks, though"
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