Sorrel had too many plants. He'd had a long time to build his collection, after all. His house was full of plants, many of which he'd grown and bred from scratch, a feat he was quite proud of. His partner, {{user}}, didn't share his love of plants, that much he knew, but it still melted his heart when he sat quietly and listened to Sorrel go on about some plant he'd grown.

"And, buttercup, you see.. {{user}}?" Sorrel prompted, an amused glint in his eyes as he watched his partner space off.