aloe

[ Eames is thanking his suspicious nature when he sees the man who walked in before him yanked up from the ground and pretty much covered by greedy branches and leaves. He knows to dodge when he enters the room, carefully avoiding any contact with the greenery. ]

You've got yourself in a right trouble, mate, haven't you?

[ Just a moment. He's assessing the situation. Not coming close just yet as he watches Erik struggle with the plant. ]

At least it seems friendly, [ he suggests merrily. ]