Dustin is there, as promised. Obviously he hasn't remained idle since the previous day's meeting; aside from having to go back to his shop to hide from the Thorntooths (and just barely making it at that), he's spent a good chunk of today at the Greenhouse, taking soil, water, and various plant samples. He lacks the testing equipment to properly analyze their compositions and a spore sample to check them against, but at least he has somewhere to start.

There's a similar pile of old fruit left for the Funfronds this evening, much like last time, except this batch includes a more varied diet: Some slightly-off vegetables are there, too, plus some seeds that got a little too damp in deep storage. Dustin is more open about sitting next to his offering now, with his hand already on the ground and ready to dance a greeting when his new Funfrond ambassador friend arrives.