[Still,] Dustin directs again, and reaches forward for the little strip of paper. He doesn't waste any time checking to see if there are any visible spores on it - any excess exposure to the elements risks blowing away his sample, or worse, inhaling it - instead quickly depositing it in his empty flask and corking it shut. Only then does Dustin indulge himself a glance from the outside before storing the whole thing safely back in his satchel.
His hand goes back on the ground. [Should be all needed,] Dustin assures the nervous Funfrond, before addressing the other part of the colony's proposed deal. [You had danced, 'teaching of where putting spores?' How?]
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[Still,] Dustin directs again, and reaches forward for the little strip of paper. He doesn't waste any time checking to see if there are any visible spores on it - any excess exposure to the elements risks blowing away his sample, or worse, inhaling it - instead quickly depositing it in his empty flask and corking it shut. Only then does Dustin indulge himself a glance from the outside before storing the whole thing safely back in his satchel.
His hand goes back on the ground. [Should be all needed,] Dustin assures the nervous Funfrond, before addressing the other part of the colony's proposed deal. [You had danced, 'teaching of where putting spores?' How?]