Re: quicklog: patrick and connie gunster build a pool
[He knew he would always been most small to his sis. He suspected this was what it would be like if mom was around/alive, and he did not mind it with Con. With everyone else, it was infuriating, but not with Con.] It is not, so long as you do not encourage Adrian in this belief, sis.
[He shook his head about the food being good for Rufus, and he glanced over at them as he finished piling parts where they made sense to his most non-scientific brain. But flattening earth, this would be most easy. Dude glanced over at her once, and then he eyeballed the space the pool would need to fit, and the roots beneath the earth, the slumbering and awakening grasses, all of it did his bidding and flattened out most perfectly. There was a bit of rumble, but this was all, and he grinned that smug Gunster grin as he watched her push herself up onto her elbows.] Maybe you would not grow dufus ears. I always heard the trees talking to me, Con. Remember I would say things talked to me when I was small? I just realized no one else heard it, and so I stopped hearing it too. Maybe the ears are mine and the time travel is yours. [He had clearly put some thought into this, though it was not very scientific thought.] I was gone for two years. I learned how to fight, dude, and some magic, but mostly healing things. I did not meet one hot babe. We were all dirty and we smelled most terrible. [He winked at her.]