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[WV is taking a walk through the sector where he lives, scopin' out the different flowerbeds and humming a little. He's still wearing a bandage on his head and his right arm is in a sling, but he's fed up with sitting inside reading for days on end, and feels well enough to go out]
[he lifts a stubby, four-fingered paw in greeting, giving Oz a beaming smile once he realizes what the dude is up to]
Ah, gardening! You are gardening! Oh, marvelous, marvelous!