Paul listened and took in her words. Again, he was shocked at like...how could she not see she was dead clever? "You've got a point, I'll give you that," and he wished he was sipping on some lemon water. Or tea. Tea would be nice! "Granted, with your example, some plants really are nicer than others. Because there are plants that exist that aren't poisonous. Or are you saying we're all different are serve our purposes or are useful despite what our temperament or...personality is?" This was proving to be interesting. Talking about people's use always made him feel rather icky, though. Humans existed for more than just their use to humanity. At least, Paul thought so.

"If you were a plant, Dora, which plant would you be?" he asked with a playful gleam in his eye. Paul always thought about this question, and there were quite a few options for himself, but she hadn't asked about him. Plus, he was much more interested in what she thought of herself.

Paul doubted she would fail. And even if she did, it wasn't the end. She could always try again.