Levi likes being near him as well, though he's perfectly content to look at the same direction, rather than each other. But this is nice.

Mostly. He stares down the seedlings for quite a while -- there's dirt on them -- before finally relenting and picking one up to plant in the box. It's fine. He can wash his hands later. He just happens to have endless portable water at his disposal; how very convenient for him.

"Huh," he says, pressing the soil around the seedling to steady it. He tells himself since this is a 'virtual' world, bacteria probably doesn't exist here. "Does that mean I've got your season to blame for your newfound love of playing in the mud?"