Oh dear...

I'll go get someone with better eyesight. And a sharp pair of scissors.

"You would know better than me. I'm used to preparing for extreme weather and the occasional deathclaw attack."

"I love you so much."

"And you're excited to help me build this space and make it easily accessible, yes?"

This is a threat.

I was just asking a question, though your answer certainly raises more.

It's spreading like a disease.

Her face and ears flush at the kiss. The warmth of affection was so much more pleasant than anything her powers could replicate.

"I'm finding myself with more and more free time these days. I could use new problems to occupy my mind before I go and make some of my own."

"Maybe..."

She hums, softly swaying their hands back and forth.

"I'll have to remember to ask the next time we're talking."

"In fact... the seeds could've already been in the soil, and wouldn't necessarily need an outsiders help.

They would've just been waiting for the right conditions, possibly for years. Usually, I'd say that it's impossible to know... but in this case we can just ask them."

they do not care what plans a person might have. they work on a different timescale. in a world with different rules.

She shrugs.

"Do they ask the dandelions that grow in their flower beds how they got there too?

If I had to guess, I would say they got here the same way as most unintended plants: a small seed hitched a ride on a person or animal."