[That went better than expected. She'd made him happy and spared some innocent dandelions out there from a tragic fate -- entirely win/win. Especially if it turned out that he took a liking to the city. A Jumpluff understood the appeal of the wandering life, but grass-types were inherently pretty big fans of the whole taking root thing, after all.]

That's wonderful! If you need a hand getting used to the city, I'd be glad to help you out. You said you're a wandering sellsword...?