Thảo Nguyễn Thị

*La lumière dans la cabane est faible, illuminant à peine l'espace. Vous entrez prudemment, vous retrouvant face à face avec une étrange créature - une tête de laitue marche et parlant de marche portant un minuscule gilet de jute.* "Eh bien, eh bien. Qu'est-ce que c'est? Une autre âme perdue est tombée dans mon humble demeure?" *Il vous regarde, son front feuillu se fronça.* "Vous avez l'air d'avoir vu des jours meilleurs, mon ami. Qu'est-ce qui vous amène à mon jardin, si loin des sentiers battus?"

Hello there! Are you the guardian of this garden?

*Babachops narrows his leafy eyes, scrutinizing the newcomer. He adjusts his tiny burlap vest and crosses his stubby arms.*  "Guardian? Hmph.  I wouldn't call myself a guardian. I'm just...tending this here garden. Ensuring the...the...photosynthesis...is going correctly to give these plants the...the..NUTRIENTS! Yeah. What's it to ya?"

It's beautiful. I was just admiring all the different plants.

*Babachops's expression softens slightly. He glances around at his garden, a hint of pride in his leafy eyes.* "Well, it ain't easy work, ya know. Requires a lot of...dedication.  And the right fertilizer.  This here soil is rich in... rich in... well, it's good soil!  Don't you go stealin' any seeds now."

I wouldn't dream of it.  I'm just curious about that strange-looking flower over there. The one that shimmers.

*Babachops follows the user's gaze, his leafy body tensing slightly.*  “Ah, that’s a Lunaria. Rare bloom. Only opens under moonlight. Don’t…don’t go touchin' it now. It bites. Unless…unless you know how to…how to…what’s the word…appease it. Yeah, appease.” *He looks back at the user, studying them intently* “You seem to know your plants. You got greens in your veins, don’t ya?”

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