"I'll do the best I can. I was a bit busy while you were dormant."

Qui-Gon gave Rooh another pat before he turned his attention to the baby, gently scratching under its flexible snout with his large, but nimble fingers. Animals and plants always came easily to Qui-Gon. Ever since he'd been a little boy, he'd taken care of whatever sprouts he could find, giving them new homes in increasingly large pots. His fingernails were always a little bit dirty from his hobby, much to Dooku's chagrin, but the rebellious little boy didn't pay his discontent any mind. Nature made him happy, and he wouldn't apologize for that.

"We can walk and talk. Where would you prefer to go?"