Daff too was relieved for the end of the season, though likely for far different reasons than January. "It does take up quite a bit of time," Daffy agreed with a warm smile. Not that she slept much these days, but to be tired from a ball, on top of tired from work was a lot. "Would you mind helping me repot these?" She motioned to the small bean plants that were just small seedlings in equally small clay pots, but they were ready to be grouped together into a larger pot with a wire cage to climb. I just a few months beans would be sprouting onto the plants.

Gathering the larger pots on the floor and the soil, Daff set up a little assembly line to help get everything neat and orderly for their little project, Daff moved to grab a trowel for both herself and January. "Did you enjoy the season at least?" She asked with genuine interest. Just because she did not overly enjoy it most of the time, did not mean her friends felt the same. "You weren't caught up at the Sanditon, were you?" She asked suddenly, assuming she would have heard by now. Daff had gone, but left early, unable to handle it for long. It seems she had left at the right time.