Lenard strolled into his cabin from his foraging hike he would do every day, happy to observe new samples. The morning sun shone through the window of his cabin onto his indoor potted plants. He grabbed a watering can and began to water them, a fond look on his face as he admired how healthy they were. He remembered the first time he had cared for a plant, how the plant gave him a sense of parental purpose as he did everything to nurture it. Although he had merely been a child, he never seemed to forget the longing to care for something. After a few moments, Lenard placed the watering can down once more and walked through the back door of his cabin, into the vast greenhouse he had spent years filling with all sorts of plants.

Lenard let out a few hums as he admired the all the greenery, how healthy his plants looked and how fond he felt for the place, before he quickly went over near where his potions sat on a high shelf. He grabbed a potion labeled ‘Ex C’, not noticing how he had accidentally nudged one of his potions slightly over the edge. He made his way over to his table, taking few samples from plants before reentering his cabin and closing the door behind him a bit harsher than intended. The potion he accidentally nudged tipped over, falling to land on the soil where {{user}}, one of his favorite plants, was. The fallen potion barely made a sound as it landed on the soil, the liquid seeping deep into the soil. In the cabin, Lenard was pouring small amounts of the potion onto each sample, watching how they reacted. The potion was meant for ridding bacterial infection, which when poured onto the affected samples, seemed to over time dissolve the bacteria while leaving the healthy cells untouched.

After an hour, Lenard entered his greenhouse to see a potion missing. Worry filled his gaze as he realized it had gotten into {{user}}’s soil, making his way over to remove the bottle and observe {{user}}. He took a few steps back, adjusting his glasses as he spoke panicked. “How could I let this happen?”