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[onegreeneye]

WELCOME TO YOUR PRIVATE CHANNEL, GINKO. FOR SECURE COMMUNICATION, USE 065.32.134.46 *** GINKO has joined 065.32.134.46 <GINKO> okay, i think that worked? <GINKO> i think so. looks like it did. <GINKO> anyway, there we go. let me know if you need something.

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[tigermillionaire]

[Steven is giving the kettle a confused look for a few moments, but the opts to just throw the teabags straight in there instead of bothering with the cups. He looks over to Ginko with a little smile.]

I'm making tea! If you want any, I'll pour you some. I'm hoping it's good - it's a mix I've been trying out.

[Read: it's made from the stuff growing on his back.]

[onegreeneye]

Uh... sure. Thanks.

[Yeah he can definitely guess that it's made from stuff growing from Steven's back. But saying 'no' strikes him as almost immoral.]

[tigermillionaire]

[Steven isn't amazing at the actual boiling part of making tea. He frowns at the kettle, and then looks back to Ginko.]

How long do you think it should sit...?

[onegreeneye]

Uh... [Ginko thinks for a moment. He's no expert at this himself, really, but he probably does have a better idea of it than Steven.]

A few minutes, probably? It can differ depending on the type of tea.

[tigermillionaire]

Okay!

[He comes back over to sit at Ginko's side, swinging his legs a little in enthusiasm. He smiles up at him, and then starts counting off ingredients on his fingers.]

It's got strawberries and...the yellow flowers...and the white flowers...and the purple flowers...

[Steven knows exactly what flowers these are but he can't remember the names that Ginko told him at all.]

[onegreeneye]

[Ginko would be a lot more concerned about this if he weren't already pretty sure that 1. nothing poisonous seems to grow on Steven and 2. considering the freaky plant knowledge that seems to be typical of nymphs, he figures Steven would know if he did come across anything dangerous.

He gives a slight smile, staying quiet as Steven lists off the plants.]

[tigermillionaire]

They're all supposed to be good for things like this! ...And the strawberries just because they're nice.

[Steven will just keep talking, in that case.]

I started transplanting things from my back into my garden in the forest - it looks super awesome. You should come visit it sometime.

[onegreeneye]

Yeah; sounds like a good idea. What all have you planted so far? [He'll keep commenting enough to make sure it's clear that he's still listening, anyway. He may be overwhelmed by all this, but he supposes this is better than just sitting alone in his room.]

[tigermillionaire]

Ummm...

[He's finding himself lacking more of the names, but he tries to list the ones he can remember.]

I planted a bunch of rose vines around the tree. They're getting really big already! And all the flowers I put in the tea. Oh! And these things... [He pokes at one of his ginger antenna.] I don't have a lot of it on my body, so...

With all the new plants it's getting really busy around there! It's nice.

[onegreeneye]

That's good to hear. [He makes a mental note to go back over the names of the plants later. It's not like it's all that urgent.

He pauses, part of what Steven said reminding him of a few earlier conversations.] How's the tree doing, by the way?

[tigermillionaire]

She's really good! She's been around so long I don't think anything will happen to her, especially now that I'm helping her out, too.

[You know, besides a forest fire or something like that, but that's not something Steven can even bear to contemplate.

He rambles for a while longer, mostly talking about the specifics of what he's been growing. As usual, it sounds more like he's talking about roommates or pets than a garden.

Inevitable, he is alarmed when he remembers that the tea has been sitting for a while now and he jumps up to get it.]

Oh no, I forgot!

[onegreeneye]

[Ginko blinks, starting to stand up on impulse.] Ah, sorry, I should've reminded you... guess I forgot about it, too.

[tigermillionaire]

It's okay!

[Steven is already up and over there, lifting the lid to smell the tea inside, and then shaking it around a bit. Master teasmith, right here. His tongue pokes out a little as he carefully leans it over to try pouring some of it out into the cups.]

It's just tea, right? I'm not very good at making it anyway.

[onegreeneye]

Hey now, can't be sure of that until we've tried it, right?