Nrrgh.

[heartofbirds]

Okay, you know who is completely dead meat with this whole plothole-gone thing? Linden. Linden Kohlrabi, who is a born and bred city boy, who has never worked a day in his life as far as actual technical work goes--oh, he can dress a gentleman and wait on a lady and instruct lesser servants and make his own supper if he has to, but this is a man

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[youngandhealthy]

Berries? Molly has berries, as gathering berries is both a tasty and perhaps mildly seductive pasttime, when done correctly. Of course, between all the men she knows (we're looking at Curio), surely she's been subsisting on more than just berries... but she's found a lovely patch of early strawberries.

She waves when she sees him.

[heartofbirds]

"I don't, but perhaps we could put out some kind of message. If we knew why it has gone, we might know what to do to encourage it to come back."

[youngandhealthy]

"Tis a goodly idea."

[heartofbirds]

"All right. I'll write a letter requesting the knowledge."

[youngandhealthy]

She nods. "And I'll ask the people I know."

[heartofbirds]

"Thank you. Between us we should be able to find out something."

[youngandhealthy]

"I do hope so."

[heartofbirds]

He nods, with an expressive sigh.

[youngandhealthy]

"Would ye like me to check on you, later, to see what you've found and to make sure you aren't starving?"

[heartofbirds]

"That might be well. We should probably begin this project immediately. Good thought."

[youngandhealthy]

"Very well. Take some berries with ye?"

[heartofbirds]

"Thank you. I'd be glad to."