[ He follows her, and gingerly pushes at the rubble with the toe of his boot. It's loose; they could probably clear it off, free the roots, maybe get the sprout out without much damage.... ]
Why? [ He stares at Rosalyn, eyebrows raised. ] They're only plants.
[ Then, after a bit of thought: ] I think there's some gardens in the city, too... Have you seen them yet? They're a little out of the way.
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Why? [ He stares at Rosalyn, eyebrows raised. ] They're only plants.
[ Then, after a bit of thought: ] I think there's some gardens in the city, too... Have you seen them yet? They're a little out of the way.