#5 was getting quite cozy in this new pot. After being dragged across the floor a bit (it did its best to walk WITH Daxton but wasn't as quick), it was settling quite nicely. One of its leaves snaked around Daxton's shoulders, hugging the boy to itself, making small, happy noises, not at all resembling the screeching of its siblings. It lowered the flower part of its body right in front of Daxton's face and make a loud WHOOOOOOOOP noise, the petals touching Daxton's face slightly before it pulled back and grew still.

#4 was not screeching, but it wasn't moving at all. The student better not DARE come try to touch IT. It would throw an absolute fit.

#1, still trying to get into the pot itself, fell over, and simply lay halfway over the side of the pot, screeching its disproval of this whole situation. #3 had gotten itself untangled from #2 and was not making its way for Daxton, its wailing louder than before. It suddenly wrapped its leaves completely AROUND Daxton and SCREEEEEEEEECHED.

Paul watched, still sitting comfortably in his chair, and widened his eyes as the flower engulfed Daxton in what HE considered a hug. A hug for help, mhmm. He would step in if Daxton either A. tried to hurt the flower or B. the flower freaked Daxton out too much.

But for now, his grey-blue eyes merely watched.