Glaive took notice that a petal had wilted to the ground. He wondered if that was a sign letting him know how much life this thing had in it. If his hunch was right then maybe it could be the lucky break they've been looking for. But first he had to attend to Kree. Glaive got himself off the ground and ran over to Kree.<br/>"Kree? Kree? Are you okay?" He asked. He began to scratch and tug at the vines holding her before Planorous decided to finish what it started. For being a plant this thing was a lot more intelligent than what he had given it credit for. Surely this creature must be famished, for is a meal really worth all this trouble?