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Moke
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Originally Posted by TakemetotheBurrow ”Yeah, no, I’d like to avoid a fertilizer crash at all costs,” He said with a wrinkle of his nose. Going first, though.. It wasn’t like he was awful at spells. He’d actually gotten pretty good, but Yukie was watching and that always made concentrating a little harder on account of the whole pretty thing happening beside him. He offered her a smile he hoped gave off more confidence than he was feeling and then turned his attention to a large bag of fertilizer in need of moving. ”Wingardium Leviosa.” Oh, thank Merlin. It was up and off just like he hoped (probably because he’d learned the spell ages ago more so than because he was able to overcome his distraction, but you know, small victories). Slowly he moved it towards the greenhouse, hoping Yukie would follow suit. They could make quick work of it and then maybe do something fun. Yukie let out a tiny giggle at the nose wrinkle he made, but also nodded in agreement. A fertiliser mess was the last thing they needed and although it would probably be an easy fix, it would be quite embarrassing. She smiled back at him too, because even if there was some confidence in his smile, she knew assurance meant a lot to him and she was going to give him that. A whole conversation in the silence of gestures.
"Rooting for you, Master Chef," she said as she took a step back to give him space to move his wand hand. Yukie held onto her wand too in the spirit of constant vigilance, and quietly followed Luca into Greenhouse One. She momentarily looked away from his levitating bag of fertiliser to find the label for their supplies. "Over there." Yukie pointed at where the other fertiliser bags were.
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