[Sal passes a glance outside to the torrential rain. He hummed thoughtfully.]
Yeah, you're right. [Spoken as if he hadn't thought of that before. He didn't hate rain but sometimes it made him feel down. It always rains in his nightmares.] It's better than a drought. I think that's harder to come back from.
[Then again he doesn't know anything about plants.]
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Yeah, you're right. [Spoken as if he hadn't thought of that before. He didn't hate rain but sometimes it made him feel down. It always rains in his nightmares.] It's better than a drought. I think that's harder to come back from.
[Then again he doesn't know anything about plants.]