[The demon brightens up. It's subtle - a twitch of the shoulders, a faint widening of those gold-yellow eyes, but he visibly perks at the compliment to his plants.
They are magnificent, and he tries so very hard to make sure it stays that way.]
Right-- yeah. [He'll be back for you later, wilting plant.] So, the rest of the place?
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They are magnificent, and he tries so very hard to make sure it stays that way.]
Right-- yeah. [He'll be back for you later, wilting plant.] So, the rest of the place?