'I'm a black cat who works in a Mine; I'm surprised you can see me at all....'
'Do you like flowers?'
'No.'
'Good, because I don't have any. How about herbs? You like herbs?'
'Maybe...'
'Great! I'm called after a herb...name's Comfrey. Do you want to go out?'
'Out? Of the Mine? To live?'
'I live in a Barn.'
'Oh....Yeah well I....'
'It's a Haunted Barn.'
'Count me in.'
'Together Forever then?'
'If the Barn's haunted, we can haunt it ourselves one day.'
'Not for a while, right?'
'Agreed. Is Sage good for you?'
'Why?'
'I just ate all of it.'
Comfrey & Pink settled down into True Love and a strange kind of liking that Comfrey was determined to grow into something bigger. Pink missed living in the Mine but found Comfrey to be comforting and fuzzy; like a tea cosy.
