Aww, the poor cozy burrow, opened up to the elements! Sam would feel bad when he sees all the work they put into the place, like their carefully tended pit of coals and all the basket weaving the elders were working on with the youngest kiddos.

Poor Jacob at that scale is more along the lines of a natural disaster. The tiny borrowers can’t tell what he’s saying, and for him, Sam will have to tell him that the littlest tiny moving things on the ground are actually people. He’ll have to retreat to the other side of the field while Sam sorts things out so he doesn’t accidentally cause them more harm.

Sam is the Jacob-whisperer.

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