[Ah, he settles down a little. The Fount of Knowledge was not flustered, he is an illustrious professional! He braids his hair a bit out of nerves, or perhaps excitement? Before he is looking for the edge of a table to try and pull himself to his feet with.]
There is a watering can ...ah.
[He must have dropped it at some point, its over on the ground some distance away. There's still a bit of water left in it, though.]
...I seem to have made a mess before falling asleep. Forgive me.
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There is a watering can ...ah.
[He must have dropped it at some point, its over on the ground some distance away. There's still a bit of water left in it, though.]
...I seem to have made a mess before falling asleep. Forgive me.