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[sapphiremiracle]

Since everyone seems to be in the spirit of introducing themselves... { Vincent looks as out of place as possible. He is obviously wearing Victorian clothes - of such a cut that they are obviously expensive - and he is resting in the grass under a great tree. }

I am Vincent Phantomhive. I have never owned a farm, though I was set to inherit a manor.

{ Let it not be said that he is completely lazy, however. Nearby, some planting has been done and there is a shovel resting against a rock. }

Are there any other nobles about? How are you faring with your physical labor?

{ He finds the idea of nobles laboring amusing, okay. }

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[sapphiremiracle]

{ He may seem like a man that is hard to know - hard to peg down - but Vincent's core never changes. It's just that so few people know who he really is that he seems to the majority like he is practically intangible. }

You're teasing me. { He wrinkles his nose as if he is offended, but the light in his eyes never fades. } That's all there is to it...

{ He picks up a watering can and gives the seeds ample moisture after he has patted the dirt down. }

There must be an art to it.

[somakemelaugh]

[He grins and squirms to lounge himself back against the trunk of the tree rather than sprawled in the grass.]

Of course, milord. Who would I be if I couldn't make humor of near everything? [Who, indeed? He watches what he can of the teen watering his new crops and breathes the air in deeply, enjoying the day for what it is.]

There's more attentiveness to it than art. Knowing what to look for, when the ground is dry, when the plants droop, why they droop. You do a lot of looking after these things, since they can't rightly look after themselves. It's a lot like having a child about, but one who is forever silent.

[sapphiremiracle]

{ Undertakers aren't usually in such bright, happy environments. The sight is amusing for its rarity and Vincent makes his way back to the other man. }

I think you would be mad. { ...er. Neither of them are sane based on normal standards. } We all must cope with the lot life has given us.

{ He dusts off his hands and shakes a few rebellious strands of black hair out of his eyes. }

What do you know about raising children? { The question isn't stated rudely. Vincent is genuinely curious. }

[somakemelaugh]

[He didn't pick this home for himself any more than he would have picked Riverview or even London. It was just what he was given, and he doesn't have a problem with it yet. But he is what he is.]

In more ways than one, I imagine. Still, I haven't been entirely sane these past years. [He might well be talking about the weather for all the concern he has over that.]

Little more than what I learned growing up and what I've seen in day to day life, is what. [He's not lying about this, he doesn't think.] It's a long stretch between what it is a child needs and what a plant needs. Why?