[It's okay. In fact, he seems relieved when she acts so decisively, focusing his attention instead on the pumpkin he's meant to be working with. Glancing between the two gourds, he can't discern what exactly makes this one more suitable for him than the other, but he doesn't argue. He catalogs, and when he's finished observing, he reaches out with his hands to investigate the surface of it.
His fingertips are light but deliberate as he explores the smooth, almost waxy skin, marred here and there by the rougher warts and imperfections of anything that grows in the dirt; the sandpaper, almost-painful spurs of the stem; the irregular regularity of the grooves running vertically down the sides. She mentions the knife and, after a tentative rap of his knuckles on the pumpkin underneath his hands, he blinks at her.]
Likely not. [Then, realizing she had detailed more than just the single step - carving, there isn't only carving, there's something inside, seeds and something "squishy" - he presses his lips together.] What tools will we need? I will retrieve them from the kitchens, if they are there.
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His fingertips are light but deliberate as he explores the smooth, almost waxy skin, marred here and there by the rougher warts and imperfections of anything that grows in the dirt; the sandpaper, almost-painful spurs of the stem; the irregular regularity of the grooves running vertically down the sides. She mentions the knife and, after a tentative rap of his knuckles on the pumpkin underneath his hands, he blinks at her.]
Likely not. [Then, realizing she had detailed more than just the single step - carving, there isn't only carving, there's something inside, seeds and something "squishy" - he presses his lips together.] What tools will we need? I will retrieve them from the kitchens, if they are there.