[Firo's scoping out the area for any plants that're actually useful rather than sassy--and he doesn't find any, but he does find this guy in time to witness that graceful toppling and overhear that voice. He glances around for a third person who might be offering the commentary but sees no one else--was it this guy talking to himself?]
A king, huh?
[There's not much for a flower to add that his tone doesn't already say, peppered with amusement and skepticism, but one pipes up anyway:]
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A king, huh?
[There's not much for a flower to add that his tone doesn't already say, peppered with amusement and skepticism, but one pipes up anyway:]
Wishful thinking, pal.