[Shovels are good. Hats too, though thankfully, she doesn't burn easily. She'll make sure the girl keeps her hat on. With that blond hair and pale skin like Prim's, she can easily imagine how fast Elicia will burn in the noon sun. Letting that happen wouldn't be fair.
She thinks back to the tools she and Rue have. There are shears she can bring, and her own gloves. A couple of trowels and, of course, bags. Nothing too heavy that she can't carry in to town.
Too bad she doesn't have her father's book. That would be the biggest help of all.]
I have my own gloves. And anything else, I can bring.
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She thinks back to the tools she and Rue have. There are shears she can bring, and her own gloves. A couple of trowels and, of course, bags. Nothing too heavy that she can't carry in to town.
Too bad she doesn't have her father's book. That would be the biggest help of all.]
I have my own gloves. And anything else, I can bring.