[Damian seems to mull this over while he scrapes at the ground.]
What happens if there is no spirit?
[Not that there wouldn't be, he just wants to see what Wei Wuxian will tell him really.
Pennyworth, on the other hand, is one-fourth of the way down the row already; low to the ground, creeping, eyes wide. He pauses and waits while the weed thrashes, and then slowly starts slinking along the edge of the radishes again.
One he is in range, he crouches low, calibrates the distance somehow by wiggling his back end............. waits............ and then leaps from there to the weed for a pounce.]
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What happens if there is no spirit?
[Not that there wouldn't be, he just wants to see what Wei Wuxian will tell him really.
Pennyworth, on the other hand, is one-fourth of the way down the row already; low to the ground, creeping, eyes wide. He pauses and waits while the weed thrashes, and then slowly starts slinking along the edge of the radishes again.
One he is in range, he crouches low, calibrates the distance somehow by wiggling his back end............. waits............ and then leaps from there to the weed for a pounce.]