Cutty's mouth twitched and looked like it was trying hard to stay shut. It was. Did this kid say what he thought he'd said? That plants are responsive to love? Care, obviously in the sense that if you wanted a plant to grow you needed to give a darn enough to let it have sun and water even if Cutty had never actually seen this successfully done for his mum's black thumb. But not in the sense that you would share your sweets with it.

Though, apparently that was EXACTLY the type of care this kid was talking about. Unable to hold back the laughs anymore, the muscles in Cutty's mouth gave way and he let loose a little chuckle which was then followed by a full burst of laughter. "What?! That's mental!" He said disbelieving. "If you want to to sing to them or take them shopping, be my guest. But, if I'm going to help you there's noo way I'm singing to anything that can't sing back." He paused as soon as this sentence came out of his mouth to consider it's accuracy. "Or anything." He finished driving the message home.

After the laughs had died down, Cutty looked over the taller boy and considered him. This kid seemed like he had a VERY good chance of being Professor Bentley's pet as she was seen stroking the leaves of a plant at the beginning of class that day they had their first ever class. It would behoove Cutty to remain co-operative towards the boy if he wanted to get ahead in Herbology, which he did, even if there wasn't anything to be done about the occasional hysterics this relationship promised.

"But I still want to help you." Yes, because that was tooootally what was going on here. Cutty was helping Tobias. M'mm-H'mm. Why not. "Got anything OTHER than taking them on romantic walks on the shore?"