Wilbur was at his base, sitting in the garden Tallulah had made— and was still making. Letting the strumming of his guitar playing fill the open space of the garden while he watched over Tallulah who was planting the new flowers she had found from exploring. He had done the tasks he needed too so they were just spending the day relaxing and doing whatever.

A soft smile on his face as he looked down for a moment. Though his mind would wander for a moment to everything that's happened so far.