[[No... how terrible... He had meant it when he'd said he didn't need a lot. Sure, he hadn't found a nice patch of dirt he really trusted yet, but this place didn't seem as desolate as the Flatlands. Just... questionable. It was going to be questionable dirt. An Zhe wasn't sure what sort of questionable nutrients were in questionable dirt.

A mushroom was just going to have to be appreciative of kind gestures in the meantime. He mumbled a small 'thank you' when he was nudged.]]

Mhmm... I'm not looking forward to job hunting again.

[[His resume was as questionable as all the dirt.]]

Money is so difficult.