"Ah--Yeah, he gave it to me. Thanks for, you know, puttin' dibs on it." It certainly saved them the time and pain of trying to navigate a place that didn't stay the same! "I was gonna wait to eat it until I met up with you, in case... I fell asleep or something." After last night's scare, Kotetsu wasn't brave enough to stuff the flower down without an audience, and there was no one he trusted more guarding his pathetically comatose body than Barnaby.

Of course, now that the moment had arrived, he really didn't want to eat it. The thing probably tasted nasty, as most flowers did, and it wasn't like he had transformed yet or anything. Eyeing the flower with a woeful expression, he looked to his partner and back to the stalk in his hand. "This is gonna be gross, isn't it?"