[It's almost hard to believe, and Basil knows that his own imagination can be overactive sometimes. Probably not as overactive as Sunny's was, but still. To think, a whole world made out of candies and fruits...but it's not like he doesn't have proof right here, wiggling about excitedly in his arms, right?
Basil blinks, moving over to where Pure Vanilla ended up so he can look for himself...and when he sees what looks like a closed eye on the flower?
He gasps, and it's actually a startled exclamation initially.]
W-wait, these plants...are they...are they like Nymphs? They're not sentient, are they?
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Date: 2023-05-04 02:33 am (UTC)Basil blinks, moving over to where Pure Vanilla ended up so he can look for himself...and when he sees what looks like a closed eye on the flower?
He gasps, and it's actually a startled exclamation initially.]
W-wait, these plants...are they...are they like Nymphs? They're not sentient, are they?