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[made_of_science]

[Somebody is very happy. Maniacal laughter happy. You see, somebody has a fully grown plant that appears to be coming along swimmingly. Or snappingly, really; it's occupying itself in trying to eat the air. Hey, you never know- SOMETHING delicious might come within reach!]

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[autumn_crocus]

I see somebody's been busy.

[autumn_crocus]

I could demonstrate, but you could likely find some alternate explanation. You're quite crafty.

[made_of_science]

Oh, thank you! [Another backhanded compliment goes sailing above her head!]

How would you propose to demonstrate?

[autumn_crocus]

[Yuka turns around, taking several paces away, as four long, slender flowering plants emerge from the soil around Vitalia in an even compass rose. She keeps her back turned.]

I feel as they feel. Do whatever strikes your fancy.

[made_of_science]

[YOU ARE SO COOL, YUKA. SO COOL. Vitalia is squeeing internally.]

[She hesitates, pondering this.]

I'm not sure how to provoke an emotional reaction...

[autumn_crocus]

Emotional, physical - the difference is subtle to them.

[made_of_science]

[She kneels, running a finger up one stalk.] I don't believe I understand. There is quite a difference between physical stimuli and mental.

[autumn_crocus]

To a human, perhaps, but to a flower, the body is the mind.

As you touch the southern blossom, it feels the light pressure on its surface, and the soft vibration of your body's rhythm, and this feeling itself is an awareness of another, a sort of subtle, passive wariness that is difficult to describe. To most flowers, the touch of another being may mean death.

[made_of_science]

Indeed? [She's willing to go along with whatever Yuka says.] I wonder if I should consult with you on my specimens... It certainly wouldn't do to have them at anything less than peak condition, after all.

[autumn_crocus]

I'm not interested in helping with your experiments.

[made_of_science]

Oh... That's such a shame! I'm sure if we were to collaborate I could discover better ways to care for the specimens, or perhaps even to communicate...

[autumn_crocus]

I think the flowers have it hard enough without having to communicate with humans, too.

[made_of_science]

But simply being able to understand them...

[autumn_crocus]

Maybe they should work on understanding each other before involving others.

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[made_of_science]

Would you be OK with dropping here? I have the feeling the rest of the conversation is just gonna go circular forever :/a