"Pots will probably be a good idea for me. I don't want to mess with weeds!" The boy giggles, "I will just have to make sure I remember to water them! Lir will help me, won't you Lir?" Diarmuid turns toward Lir who makes an affirmative sound in return.

Once he turns from Lir back toward the berries, Diarmuid carefully picks up one from the bowl, "I don't know which are which, but I know that Lir likes sweet things and doesn't like bitter ones. Not at all! He will spit out anything bitter!"

The trumpeting sound that Lir makes only supports Diarmuid's words.