Private Can Plants Get Drunk?

"Carmin. Call me Kal," Kalvin replied. He paused in his tracks when he felt the hand on his face. He moved his head to the side to shake the hand off and looked at Carmin with a raised eyebrow. There was no way that Manta Carlos--or Starlight Academy for that matter-- didn't have alternative healing procedures that worked for non-humans. As far as he knew, it's been around for ages. Its clinic had to have some sort of treatment that-- well, injections for humans were pretty uncomfortable ways of getting some treatment done. Maybe plant people like Carmin also have something as uncomfortable as injections. And, he did say that he was a lot more like a human being save for some obvious differences.

"Well, where do you suggest I bring you then? Do you live with parents or guardians here?" Kalvin asked instead.

Kalvin chewed on his lip as he thought about where to bring Carmin. If he didn't have any parents on the island, then he must live in the dorms too. While Carmin was psyched to go to New Brunswick, wherever that was, Kal wasn't really up to taking him to places outside of some other place where they can help him. He'd otherwise be kidnapping, even if Carmin was claiming to be older than he looked.

"To New Bumstick," Kal echoed flatly, choosing to do a 180 turn and heading right to the direction of the main building of the academy where the clinic is. Yep, no to kidnapping, or any kind of anything-napping for that matter. Kal may do a lot of underground fighting but kidnapping was something else entirely. Also, he was hoping that the fast-growing bud on his head wasn't a bad thing. It could be a bomb, or it may open up to be some variation of a rafflesia flower. He hoped it wasn't the latter. "Hey, can you tell me about that thing on your head?"

Seeing that Carmin didn't seem to notice where they were headed, Kal decided that he might as well take the kid there the only other route he knew so far that didn't lead to himn stepping into the school building right away. There was a detour that went around the quiter back area of the main building and into an entrance that was close to the clinic.

Also, why wasn't he too surprised that the kid would have a flower growing on his head? Now that he thought about it, it's probably what that growing bud is. His eyebrows rose when he was asked the question. He was tempted to show his empty palms to the kid in response. The thing was that his hands were full of, well, Carmin. Instead, Kalvin shook his head. "I wouldn't have anywhere to put it," he replied instead. "Plus, even if I did, I wouldn't have a reason to. If it was on your head, that makes it your flower, right? I wouldn't have taken your flower."

Kalvin smiled a little at that. He didn't know if Carmin couldn't feel that the flower was still on his head, just a little too small for now. Although, he did note with a hint of surprise how quickly the bud was growing. He was reminded of videos of flowers blooming over time that were fast-forwarded and used in TV and monitor shops back at home. This one moved a little closer to real time though.

"Would there be a reason I would take your flower?" Kal asked. He was amused at Carmin's antics. If he were to say, he didn't believe that the kid was the age he was claiming to be at all. Then again, maybe his species grew faster than humans. Judging by how quickly that bud was developing, he wouldn't be too surprised if that was the case. "Is it like the secret to eternal youth or something?" He asked back in a conspiratorial whisper.

"Unless your flower didn't give me super strength or other superpowers, I guess I wouldn't really care much about it," Kalvin said, lifting Camin slightly as he shrugged. He smirked then and shook his head. "I'm kidding. I wouldn't really take anybody else's stuff even if I got superpowers from it."

He looked around and wondered how anybody would want to take this kid's flower though. It wasn't like he was harmful. The flower probably didn't do much too if he says it doesn't. It probably functioned as well as anybody's hair. "What kind of flower grows on your head?" he asked, looking at the bud as Carmin's head moved around trying to look at his person. He didn't know much about flower species and things. He didn't take the time to learn these things.