Pheobe laughed "green thumb. More of a green soul it seems" she looked over at him leaning in her door way, "no ones life is ever planned out. No one can tell the future-not even a future teller. It's ever changing. We have a right to live our lives how we want it. At the end of the day, it's better to have no regrets" she put her bag down, and shrugging "but I meant that I can use my power without fear of being, I don't know, sold of for a scientists sick experiments to find out how I tick"