Paul let go of the plant and returned to his seat. The screechsnap followed him, lying on the floor next to Paul and hugging the leg of Paul's chair while....wailing. Merlin, Paul thought this bunch was very whiny compared to the usual screechsnaps. But perhaps they were scared of being so big; this was new to Paul, too. He'd never had to care for HUGE screechsnaps before. Maybe he'd have to contact a friend.

He watched Daxton begin on one that was still in it's pot. #5. He folded his hands in his lap, and was silent. The way Daxton was holding that shovel, though, Paul was a little nervous he was going to...hurt the flowers.

Well, the boy better not.

The screechsnap Daxton had begun to try to dig out of his pot was #5, and the flower WANTED to come out of this too small pot. It stopped waving his leaves around and stood very stood for Daxton as he dug. It even stopped wailing, and one of its leaves scooped some of the soil at its roots and dumped it out of the pot, following Daxton's lead, as if it had caught on to what had to happen in order for it to move to a bigger pot.

Only, it didn't know it needed a BIGGER pot. Because screechsnaps only felt emotions and were semi-sentient. Paul thought that schreechsnap was actually kind of clever for a flower, you know?

#4's flower part had turned to face Daxton and #5, as if it could see what was happening.

#2 and #3 were still entangled, and their crying was getting louder. Paul could only stand it because he'd been dealing with these guys for about a month. #1 was trying its best to get into the new pot, but it couldn't quite get its roots into it correctly.