[Other than having the rather entertaining memory of a love-letter mix-up between a couple of her friends associated with it (that had been fun), Valentine's Day doesn't mean anything in particular to Fenimore. So, not having any reason not to do it today, she heads out to investigate around the trees that encroach on the village boarders. She
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Where else are you going to get firewood? It's not like it grows on trees! [Oh wait.] Well, okay, I mean, technically it does. [Conspirative whisper:] You have to go for trees that won't be missed!
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And how am I supposed to tell those apart?
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[Normally he'd just leave her to puzzle this conundrum out. Wouldn't he? Wouldn't he? Not really, because that just feels wrong.]
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[Because what's the harm in that?]
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Her voice does rise up eventually, as she makes her decision.]
There are fallen trees. I will show you where, if you agree to show other humans to them. I do not want the healthy trees cut.
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Ah, um -- I guess you can't show me on a map...?
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