"Well..." Still curious and thoughtful, you continue to inspect the mushrooms brightly. "It's hard to say. For it to be a real experiment we'd prolly wanna observe for a while- but we'd also need a control, an' I don't know if there's anythin' else like Apricum for comparison. D'you?" You look expectantly at Peter, assuming that as the only known companion to and thus resident expert on magically animated skeletal creatures he is the most likely person to know where to find more.
Of course things take a turn for the slumpier, as we've established, though Apricum's gentle bump on your knee does much to brighten you up again. You feel terribly guilty for interfering like this, but at least the luxere doesn't seem upset by it. And Peter actually likes it. So it must be a little bit okay.
Still dimmed from your earlier vibrancy, you begin to work your jaw in thought. "I don't really... really do anythin'. Things just like to grow around me, prolly cus'a bein' Rae's kid an' all." You say this suuuuper casually (like, maybe too casually - you're hoping that it will just go by unnoticed without becoming a Big Deal, but you're not very good at subtlety), your hand pressing back to Apricum's nose. "I could try to coax s'more to grow, though, an' maybe they'd be another color? But I hafta hold really still for a little bit." As though to demonstrate this you stop moving, hands falling in your lap, a daisy immediately springing up beside your knee while the grass around you thickens.
