Was Daxton telling him NO? Paul clicked his tongue impatiently. "Mr. Prince it is--" he checked his watch again. "We have been in here FAR too long and I honestly just want to leave," he said loudly. "I will just--"

And just then, one of the still free screechsnaps WHACKED Paul in the face as it flailed about, wailing and screeching as its namesake would suggest.

Well.

Paul took an ENORMOUS breath. "You know what---just go--detention over--Merlin--I'll deal with them myself--" because getting whacked in the face with a giant leaf was...totally not fun, and it had set Paul off to be slightly irked at EVERYTHING for the rest of the evening.

Plus, Mr. Prince would probably do what he had done before AGAIN and experiment on his plants because the child JUST DID NOT LEARN LESSONS.

And Paul. Was. Done.

"So just GO." He gestured at the door.