He misses the fish sometimes. But you kill one set of them - not because you were off saving the world or being digested by fungi, simply because you couldn't get yourself out of your chair to feed them or clean their tank - and it's hard to justify more. Even he could see it was a bad idea, and his idea of a good idea was "argue on Reddit all day."
They go inside, and it's another familiar little ballet of moving around the kitchen, putting things away, piling dishes in the sink to deal with later. (Maybe he really will. Or maybe they'll sit for two weeks. Hard to say.) Once they're done, Mulder waves her on outside again.
He doesn't walk too close to her, doesn't try to put a hand on her back to guide her towards the right patch of overgrown land. His hands stay in his pockets as he leads them out to the garden, where plenty of plants grow - with weeds poking in between them - and a few still bloom. Lavender, phlox, a few different plants that look like daisies but technically have different names.
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They go inside, and it's another familiar little ballet of moving around the kitchen, putting things away, piling dishes in the sink to deal with later. (Maybe he really will. Or maybe they'll sit for two weeks. Hard to say.) Once they're done, Mulder waves her on outside again.
He doesn't walk too close to her, doesn't try to put a hand on her back to guide her towards the right patch of overgrown land. His hands stay in his pockets as he leads them out to the garden, where plenty of plants grow - with weeds poking in between them - and a few still bloom. Lavender, phlox, a few different plants that look like daisies but technically have different names.