The courier nodded glumly at her assessment, holding out his knife and watching a perfectly lovely red flower snap closed around the blade. It gnawed angrily at the steel as he carefully kept his fingers out of the way of the teeth that had been hidden under the edges of its petals. "There always are," he agreed with the faint grimace of a man who had grown up on a world that seemed to chain catastrophes together like pearls on a string.
He was blissfully unaware of her desire to lead him to his untimely demise. Lifting his knife until the flower pulled free of the ground, he shook it until the petaled carnivore slid loose. It landed on its roots, tall and spindly, and hissed at him before spidering away back into the jungle with a strange, writhing gate that left Tal feeling a little queasy. "Yeah, that sounds good t'me." Hopefully someone in charge would see the notice and do something like... posting signs around the edge of the island? Or something? But at least it wouldn't be their problem anymore. "Feel bad for any birds that try t'roost in here, though," he added with a grimace, looking up into the shadowed canopy with a wrinkled nose. "'Cept maybe Gore Crows."
He was blissfully unaware of her desire to lead him to his untimely demise. Lifting his knife until the flower pulled free of the ground, he shook it until the petaled carnivore slid loose. It landed on its roots, tall and spindly, and hissed at him before spidering away back into the jungle with a strange, writhing gate that left Tal feeling a little queasy. "Yeah, that sounds good t'me." Hopefully someone in charge would see the notice and do something like... posting signs around the edge of the island? Or something? But at least it wouldn't be their problem anymore. "Feel bad for any birds that try t'roost in here, though," he added with a grimace, looking up into the shadowed canopy with a wrinkled nose. "'Cept maybe Gore Crows."
