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Huh, so the plants made their own oxygen. Interesting. By this point in the lesson Isa was more focused on Derf than the dissection. Really? Professor Myers had announced Derf’s meltdown to the whole class? Okay, so Derf had been loud so the whole class knew about it already, but Isa didn’t think it was nice for Professor Myers to single Derf out in front of the whole class like that.
What makes a being sentient? ”Plants are living things, but not everything that is alive is sentient. I think sentient beings have some degree of autonomy to make decisions, can feel emotions, and can think for themselves. The mandrakes aren’t really thinking, it’s more of a self defense thing like roses on thorns. Plants also don’t have nervous systems which sentient beings have. There’s also magic, which makes this question more complicated. I don’t think the mandrakes are sentient, but what makes something sentient is a really complicated answer so it’s probably not an absolute no.” She really hoped that they weren’t sentient, because she was morally against harming sentient things. If plants were sentient, she would have a lot of trouble eating. If plants were sentient, Isa wanted to be a sunflower or a tree instead so she could get her energy from the sun and nutrients from the soil instead of eating sentient things. Maybe a tree because those lived a lot longer than flowers. Yes, being a plant was something Isa had always wanted to do. Just, like, not now because she loved her family and friends and would prefer to be around for them. Actually, being a plant might not be a good idea. It would make her life pretty awkward. Hard to keep up good friendships with people and see your family or go to lessons when you were a plant. Not that she would be worried about any of that stuff if she was a plant, but Isa was perfectly happy with her life as it was.
In the midst of all of the fuss over Derf, Isa spotted her friend Emmeline. Oh no, Emmeline didn’t look so good. Isa walked over to her friend and stood right by Emmeline with a hand on the younger girl’s shoulder. ”Emmeline? Are you feeling okay? You look like you’re about to pass out or something. You should sit down. Do you need anything?” She was staying right here with her friend. No way was she going to leave Emmeline’s side when Emmeline wasn’t feeling well, and Isa needed to make sure that Emmeline wasn’t going to faint and hit her head. Emmeline was crying too, and Isa needed to be there for her friend. Isa wasn’t going to go back to her mandrake, not when one of her best friends was having a meltdown and one of her other best friends looked like she was going to pass out. Friends were more important than mandrakes.
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