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Luna Laufghudd
Simon, on the other hand...they were dirtier than the underside of her boots. And they trampled goat poo every day. And a some other poo's aswell.
"Tell me, Mister Simpson and Mister Lockhart - do you like to work with plants?" Hmmmm? Soil or dungbomb?
But the Mexicana considered hersef an expert in animal poo. Dungbombs were definitely no stranger to her.

Mmmmhmm. See? Nothing in his hands!
He had nothing to hide, nothing! Quite literally, of course. His face turned to face Saylen as soon as she asked the question, and then he frowned.
"What kind of plants?" was she going to make them make jam again, like Dodson? Because that was something he'd refuse to do.
"Not really...why do you--Ooooh" ooooh, look at Simon's hands!
"Actually, Professor..." his face changed so quickly one could easily get even more suspicious if you weren't already,
"...I do. I've just come from the Greeeeeehouses and all...that's why I stopped by, because I was close, you know" aha, in reality the Greenhouses weren't
that close, not especially with all the turn you have to make before entering Saylen's territory.
His frown was long gone, it appeared he was smirking, because there was no way Saylen was going to bust them now. Ha!