"You can go back to the garden, but... please, don't overexert yourself."

"I promise. You can keep me company?"

"Sure. Do you mind me if I bring a book and take my clothes off?"

"I wouldn't say I mind, no."

Fernanda smiles and goes about to retrieve a book and puts her clothes away.

Scott walks about the grounds, cataloguing all the places he can fit plants.

He can't tell the soil quality just by looking, but there are some plants already, which makes things easier. 

Fernanda doesn't know much about plants she reads, floating in the air nearby, while naked.

But Scott certainly won't find that distracting, right?

He is only a little distracted.

He starts talking about flowers. This one blooms early, which is nice if the days take a while to get longer, and this one has the most amazing smell, and this one is beautiful- in an obnoxious, spiky sort of way? Maybe that's just him.

Fernanda listens, and offers her opinions. She makes a couple of corrections on plants that look familiar but are literally from another planet and identifies a shrub that can be used to make tea.

Does she want tea? He can make tea. 

Fernanda isn't particularly feeling like drinking tea, she was just sharing information.

Does she like tea? Scott really likes making people food they like.

Maybe later... "Are you okay, Scott?"

"I'm okay. It's just lonely without them. Maybe I should just meet new people."

Hug?

Hug.

Scott seems to be a huggy sort of person. 

Fernanda is glad to be a hug-provider.

"What's the story you gave everyone else? People must be wondering about the new world."

"We are not hiding, but haven't really announced publicly yet. I bet people would be curious, but they won't bother us here."

"What do people know about other worlds?"

"Ah, a lot. They're public known but not necessarily easy to travel to. Your Earth makes it the sixth known world annexed to Elsewhere, not including Elsewhere itself. I was born in Brazil - my Earth - but my parents and ancestors are from Elan."

"Do you want to tell me about it?" 

"Of course, what do you wish to know?"

"Do you miss it? What was growing up there like?"

"Brazil wasn't bad, but I don't miss it very much? My experience was heavily biased by my parents relative-quirkiness due to the fact they are originally from another world."