“Another morning with you folks looking gloomy,” she said to a class still shell shocked by Amberly’s words. “Look alive, people!”
Someone coughed.
“Can I help you?” Mrs. Goody turned to Amberly, who was still in the doorway.
“N-no,” she said before sauntering off.
During lunch, Kire tried as hard as he could to avoid the quintet team, except Rose. Seeing that she wasn’t in the lunchroom, he went to the place she was certain to be: the greenhouse.
Rose was tending to the Edax Animae plant when Kire entered the greenhouse. Its ordinarily pink traps were now brown and dry.
“Is it dead?” he asked as he got close to her.
“Oh, hey. Huh, yes, no. I mean, it’s dying,” she said at last. “The fight with Jago must have had something to do with it. None of the plants here have been quite the s
