The purple flower backs up and hisses even louder. Any damage she had sustained from the bites had healed, growing over with new life. "Return him, we rely on his abilities to keep us healthy... Without him we die, not much is requested from him. Put your silly toys away and let us be friendly to our 'Lenger'. We mean no harm if you Will,"<br/><br/>The 'slightly' stupider pink one did nothing more then crying Lengers name and bumping into Zaana happily with no intent to hurt either of them.<br/><br/>Lenger quieted down as he listened, feeling a bit bad for what them mustve gone through to survive. "Zaana? Are you okay?" He asked, stuggling to get any sight from the caged feeling.