"I don't have much of a green thumb. Maybe if I got a cactus or something," Rook replied, shrugging. "It was a nice thought, like I said. I appreciate it." At least, the upside to being forced into honesty showed. He really did appreciate it. It wasn't like he lived a life getting showered in gifts. In fact, before the pot, he couldn't remember the last time someone had given him. It was probably before his durance.