... That woman... was a maniac. A cannibalistic maniac. That's what she was. Shoving both her hands into Devil's Snare. Sure, Devil's Snare wasn't actually as dangerous as everyone thought it was. Ohhh... big and scawweh. It's gonna EATCHU! No. No. That was just stupid. But still... was that woman INSANE?! Yes. Yes. Yes she was.

Livvy was prepared to yank the Professor's arms from those creepy vines in case it was needed. But the Professor pulled out her arms, calmly, as if nothing had happened. Insane. Totally.

She raised her hand into her air, "Yeaahhh... plants are like animals and humans. They've got feelings all right. Flailing about around a plant is like telling someone they're fat. And that's not cool. If you flail around, of course the plant's going to feel threatened. How would you feel if some random person was running towards you, flailing your arms at you? Would you slap? Or give 'em a hug? Same with animals. If ya poke a lion... they'll bite. If you let 'em be and respect them, they're not going to eat you."

Livvy then listened to the Professor's next instructions. Test themselves? Like literally offer themselves to the Devil's Snare? Silly Livvy. They weren't going to eat her hands off. She watched as the Professor walked towards a dark corner and gestured towards where a pot of creepy and ancient vines laid. That sounded mean. CORRECTION. Where a pot of lovely Devil's Snare laid.