Then again, maybe that would not be a good idea, when, aside from facing the wrath of several heavily invested figures, doing so would invite the ire of one unexpected cadet.
Jax.
As in Jackson Taylor, an intensely devoted plant parent who would absolutely be willing to go behind bars for a cabbage head.
Yes, him.
Because said cadet, who had recently been given a renewed purpose in life, was now busy creating his magnum opus with a partially traumatized Theo, who initially didn't think it would be that bad.
Then again, the young pharmacist still believed he was doing better than Noah, who was currently out there learning how to make swirls with a trembling hand.
How could such a thing even be done?
More than that, how could such a thing be harder than using knives and piloting a mecha?
