[littl3chocobo]

halting in his work he leaned into the much-desired warmth of his master's strong chest, "the ripest greens from the garden and a bit of candied cherries and honeymead from the cellar. the meat has all either been packed or set to salt to stay edible for when we return and anything that is in need of ripening will be pickled by the hunter's wife when we are gone. i have made sure everything is taken care of"