09-07-2019, 06:53 PM
When Crowley jumped almost violently as he approached, Worm instantly recoiled, his eyes widening in concern as he assumed the male was scared of him. Sure, Crowley hadn't seen him in any form other than his hellhound one, but he had still seemed vaguely uncomfortable when they had first met. Still, it seemed as though he had just startled Crowley with his silent approach, and he felt relieved when the demon relaxed and began to speak. He talked about how he didn't need any advice from anyone, and how he had a garden in the past that he had since lost, and Wormwood barked softly as he shook his head, his tail wagging time as he explained his intentions, "Ah, I guess I kinda misspoke. I didn't mean I thought you needed advice, I just thought you might like talking to somebody else who was a plant enthusiastic. Y'know, shared interests and all of that." After all, he very much enjoyed talking to Roy about books they both enjoyed, and he liked talking to Vathmos about different fighting techniques that they both employed as well.
When Red approached and mentioned his he used to have a friend who played music to their plants, Worm had to hold himself back from laughing a bit, since it would be rude. He just wasn't really convinced that blabbing on and on to your plants or playing music for them actually had any effect. Still, he wouldn't stop Crowley, since it seemed as though his raising of plants was very therapeutic since he could just rant at the plants about their shortcomings instead of his own. He then said, looking over the plants again as his tail wagged steadily from side to side, "I've also heard that playing classical music in particular can be good for growth. I know plenty of classical artists that I could recommend... I'm sure your... gentle wording also helps too." He joked a bit sarcastically, remembering just how pointed the demon's words to the plants had been when he had first approached. He doubted that any plants grew out of love, and if they understood Crowley's words, they probably grew simply out of fear.
When Red approached and mentioned his he used to have a friend who played music to their plants, Worm had to hold himself back from laughing a bit, since it would be rude. He just wasn't really convinced that blabbing on and on to your plants or playing music for them actually had any effect. Still, he wouldn't stop Crowley, since it seemed as though his raising of plants was very therapeutic since he could just rant at the plants about their shortcomings instead of his own. He then said, looking over the plants again as his tail wagged steadily from side to side, "I've also heard that playing classical music in particular can be good for growth. I know plenty of classical artists that I could recommend... I'm sure your... gentle wording also helps too." He joked a bit sarcastically, remembering just how pointed the demon's words to the plants had been when he had first approached. He doubted that any plants grew out of love, and if they understood Crowley's words, they probably grew simply out of fear.
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