Ploppling himself down on the couch opposite her, Darwin stretched out, wishing that his legs were long enough to reach the table that lay between them. He;d grow one day, though, and then they would. And they they'd be long enough to keep up with Oskar and all of his friends when they ran. That would be when he was older though. Hmm.

"I'm alright, thanks! How about you?" How could anyone not be alright at Hoggywarts, really though? It was just SO COOL. "That's kind of scary," he said, wrinkling his nose up. "I'm not going ANYWHERE near the ones in the Greenhouses. What is they try to eat MY flesh? That would hurt." So true, obviously. He didn't even begin to think that the healer would probably be able to fix him and that the schools Flesh Eating Plants were probably trained or something.

Sighing a little, Darwin shrugged. "Sure, what do we have to do for it?" Had he even looked yet? Nope. Oopsies.