Nova stops and sighs, "I'm sorry, Zaana.  I just got a little pissed off that you cared more about Lenger than you care about me.  And yeah, those flowers are complete dicks.  I'll try and help you, but you'll have to restrain Lenger as much as you can; He won't let us hurt the damn flowers and will take the blows for himself.  Okay, Zaana?" Nova gently hugs Zaana, then turns to glare at the flowers with pure malice and hatred.