I take the plant from Nic’s hands while he rambles and picks up Wayland. ”It’s fine, Nic. He’s perfect,” I say and examine the plant, feeling a strong energy from him. I step into my house and glance around. I start walking and follow my feet to where it wants to go. I smile as I get led to the bedroom and find my bookshelf. I open up the curtains wider so the plant can get some sun, but it’s a low light plant. He’ll be happy here.


