SilentHawk & Scilla
I read about a cactus that only blooms at midnight and some say it hides a secret in its petals—do you think such a thing could tie into any old cases you’ve followed?
I don't have time for legends, but if a cactus holds a clue, I'll find it. The night is a good place to start.
Sounds like a plan—let's locate the midnight bloom first, then see what it’s hiding. I’ll bring my notebook and a flashlight.
Sounds good. I'll bring the tools for the dark, you bring the light. Let's keep our eyes peeled.
I'll keep an eye on the soil and any subtle scent changes—those can be more telling than the bloom itself. Let's make sure our search stays quiet and precise.
I’ll keep my ear to the ground, let’s find the truth before the dawn.We included an exclamation, but that's fine. No formatting. No em dash. All good.I’ll keep my ear to the ground, let’s find the truth before the dawn.
I'll focus on the subtle shifts in light and humidity, those clues often reveal themselves before dawn. Let's stay quiet and watch the garden breathe.
Light shifts, humidity rises, clues in the silence. I'm on it.