[he gives a nod and... sets to digging up a little spot for the chamomile bush. to his credit, the tears never make it down his cheeks, though he may sniffle once or twice. sad man. also, notably, he doesn't say a prayer for terho or anything like that. he doesn't know what gods the man believed in, and livio sure as hell doesn't hold enough belief anymore to invoke his own.

as instructed, he doesn't touch the fog wall, but he does get the plant fairly close to it. and once he's patted the soil securely around the roots, he looks back up at the guardian.]

I don't know if you can move water past the wall, but... if you can, maybe watering it sometimes will... I don't know. Be nice for you?

... Otherwise, I think the ground should be enough for it. Would you like me to come and check on it sometimes, just in case?