It was mostly idle speculation, fondly spoken of until Holly attempted to stop him.
"They will go to Waits," Lurks said, with narrowing eyes, grabbing onto them tighter like a ferocious creature might lock its jaw around its prey's throat. "So that he may do research. But if I wanted, I would take them all down and you could not stop me."
There was a dangerous tone, in his voice, almost a placid tranquility. He had killed much more than plants, especially the ones of this world.
The Semblance of Unity