Behemoth gently patted one of Carver's vines.

"Helping clear soil," he said proudly, and completely unaware of Carver's misinterpretation of the situation. "Plant more pumpkins soon!"

"Well, you two keep up the good work!" Jack said cheerfully. "I know the pumpkin patch is in good hands--" a distinct glance to Carver, "--and vines."

He gave them a small salute, then went on his way. Behemoth waved goodbye to Jack, then headed for the Big Pumpkinhead again.

"Got best helper," he said as he continued the trek. "Glad Carver can stay."