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Cade glanced over at the tug on his sleeve, looking down at the plant Leif indicated. Reaching over, he touched the leaves gently, rubbing them lightly between his index finger and thumb as he paused to listen to what it needed. “This one is fine,” he said as he pulled back. “It doesn’t need anything more than what it’s been given. Move on to the next one.”
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Leif watched Cade, mimicking him as he took the leaves between his index and thumb to rub them a little. It didn’t need anything. Leif pulled his hand back as he moved on to the next one and then the next and so on, tending to each as needed.















