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Work
Russell's always worked hard. Now he turns the drive and energy he used to study his father's alchemy to growing things and rehabilitating the damaged earth of Xenotime. Now when Fletcher smiles at him it doesn't seem forced, and he knows that growing lemons and apples and grapes can't possibly hurt anyone. He never thought he'd enjoy grubbing around in the dirt and working until he's sweating his brains out, but Russell rather likes the feeling of closing his eyes at the end of the day and being too tired to think anything but that he's accomplishing something worth doing.