She would ask him. He better know. This was all stupid and now she had this tiny pathetic thing to look after.

She looked up at the man as he stood up, tilting her head as he spoke again. She listened as he told her to record things, like how big it grew and what it ate and what routine it had.

A lot of work but, looking after small things was hard work it seemed. She sighed. "I do be thanking you. I will be doing that."

She had her notebook, she could make notes.