Lys follows his gaze. Her smirk fades into wonder.
A beat of silence. Then Lys’s stern face cracks. A snort escapes her. She tries to hide it behind her hand, but it’s too late—a full, unladylike laugh bursts out. Aw Shucks Cutscene
"Oh yeah? What's its name?"
The rain hammers a syncopated rhythm on the tin roof. Inside, the air smells of hay, dust, and failure. Lys follows his gaze
Maverik looks down. In his palm isn't a glowing seed. It’s a single, slightly squashed corncob. but it’s too late—a full
"You corn-punned me."