The plant thing she summoned looked rather dangerous, thought it made no hostile moves other than brushing his body with some dripping appendage he assumed was supposed to be its tongue.   He stepped away quickly,  hoping that whatever it was wouldn't like the taste too much.  It looked like it would be more than capableof devouring a full grown human if it so chose.<br/><br/>“How delightful.” he said sarcastically, glancing at Cassandra who seemed to be enjoying the plant's enthusiasm.  He wiped some of the viscous plant drool off his bare arm, trying to think of how summoning vines and oak trunks could be useful, but came up with nothing.  “I'll be sure to let you know the next time I need firewood.  You can let Chompy go away now- he's drooling all over the floor, and I already have enough of a mess to clean up.”  Then he had an idea.<br/><br/>“You're supposed to obey me, right?  Well why don't you clean up the place?”