Sinking Seeds

He is meticulous and slow with his movements, ensuring that each bulb received an equal and appropriate amount of dirt covering. Whenever he gardened, or crafted, it was when he was most in his element. Other things, like meetings and lessons, those were met with flippant and lackadaisical nature. A true only interested if it interests me type of guy. Perhaps he took after his father more than he cared to admit.

With his row finally completed, he lifts his dirt-coated nose to glance at Hearthstone for a moment. A formidable fortress that demanded attention. He admired it, but not nearly as much as he admired the bamboo. His ear turns to listen to Ellara as she describes Hearthstone. "It sounds lovely," the boy comments as his gaze turns back to meet hers. "It is called Tojo-Kai. Located in the deep south of Auster among the bamboo forest," Jiro is hesitant to give her any more information than that. It had been pressed upon them that their secrets were to be kept within the bamboo. Only say what was necessary.

"Are there many healers among The Hallows?" He inquires next, pushing the topic off of him and back onto Ellara.