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[ she leads him to the courtyard: there's a very small archery range, there, along with a clear space where there's foot prints etched on the ground that speak of sword forms.

but a little to the side, there's a patch of ground that's been tilled into neat rows, with little green stalks sprouting from the earth. it's nami's little addition to the garden. ]

Oh, that's good! See, this is why you listen to your friends. [ she motions for him to follow her to the gardening patch. ]

Do you want to help me weed this? Wei Wuxian said that he knew how to grow plants, so I thought maybe you do as well... [ lowering her voice, she grins, ] A-Cheng's hopeless, but don't let him know I said that!

O-oh, I won't. I would never. [Well, to be fair, he can't say he wouldn't ever call Jiang Cheng hopeless. He's come very close to it before. He won't do it in regards to gardening, though, now that Nami has insisted.

Unfortunately Wei Wuxian's knowledge of gardening doesn't extend beyond Wei Wuxian. Wen Ning had helped out a little, but his friend had been very particular about his lotus crops and didn't want too many other hands digging around in their mud.

His tasks had mostly been regulated to heavy lifting and cooking. What gardening he'd done had involved their daikon radish patches, and those were notoriously hardy plants.]

I-I can try... But. You would need to point out what to pull up. The plants in this place aren't all the same as the ones that grow in my world.

[His world isn't completely alien to this one, but the time period and global locale vary greatly. He doesn't want to get the crops mistaken for the weeds or the other way around.]

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Oh, that's alright! You can watch what I do, at first, and then just pull up everything that looks the same as what I'm pulling up.

[ easy, right? she pats the lawn next to her, crouching there next to her little garden as she starts to pick out the little patches of grass and other weeds that have made their way there. ]

So... why don't you tell me a little about yourself? I realise I don't really know much about you, Wen Ning. Oh, or we could trade? If you have things you want to know about me, too.

[That does sound reasonable, so Wen Ning nods. He's hesitant to sit beside her when she motions for him to, but he doesn't want to hover over her either. He decides on a kneeling position, so he looks the most attentive. Then he watches with interest.]

Trade...? I'm not sure what I would ask. I-I don't want to pry...

[Talking about himself can get awkward too. He'll have to approach things from the most basic perspective possible.] I'm just a friend of Master Wei's. He helped my family out when we were in dire straights, so... I tried to help him out where I could.

[It doesn't get any more basic than that.]

[ luckily, the potato and tomato stalks are easy enough to differentiate from the other, more round-leaved small weeds; though nami won't do anything to hurry him, just letting him start working when he feels comfortable. ]

Don't worry, it's not prying if I'm giving you permission!

[ that's logical, right? ]

I'm sure you're selling yourself short... but alright. Hm, what about your interests? What do you like to do? Do you have any hobbies? Oh — do you do the whole cultivation thing too?

[ today on: straw hats and their tendency to call serious and important things with...... far less serious and important names ]

[If Nami knows several of the other cultivators that were brought here, then of course she's going to know at least a little bit about cultivation. Though the question gives him a moment's pause, since he's not sure he can entirely call himself a typical cultivator at this point.]

I... did. Sort of. I wasn't as good as them.

[He smiles gently, standing and moving to where he can start helping her pull the weeds out, now that he knows what they look like.]

I used to... practice archery. But I haven't done that in a while.

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