[ Her hand rests in the grass, at that, stopping from slowly dragging back and forth. ]
I'm getting... a little better at that, I think.
[ She places her hand on the ground, listening and feeling. The grass in the patch around her palm starts to grow taller. A couple of flowers blossom, from seedlings that had been hidden there. ]
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I'm getting... a little better at that, I think.
[ She places her hand on the ground, listening and feeling. The grass in the patch around her palm starts to grow taller. A couple of flowers blossom, from seedlings that had been hidden there. ]