You're still working the Harvest? [Of course he knew that.] You really are laying down all the roots here, no matter how much you deny it. Meeting the locals, working at a pub, making a little home for yourself and friends.

[He chuckled darkly, though it was quieter and smoother than usual. Thank the moonshine for starting to set in, which meant he was needling to point out that 76 was settling in rather than using it as a weapon.

He took another bite of dumpling, chewing on it slowly as they leaned together. Off in the distance, the flowerworks were slowing down.]

I don't need to. I'm telling you.