"Yeah, it's because he takes after his mom." She replied with another smile, "It's just that he's still learning, and I figure the only way he's going to do that is if I let him interact with other people."

She gave Bob another pat even as one of those vines slid into the bag of potting soil to gather a clump, not retracting as the first had done, but making muted Cookie Monster noises as it stuffed the dirt into a nonexistent mouth, though it did disappear as if it had been eaten, "He's mostly lichen, but I know they stuffed more in him, I just haven't been able to figure out what, don't figure it really matters much as long as he's happy."