Is that what you've been studying in that lab at the school lately? But I reckon that would explain some things about how quickly things grow, shooting up like weeds.

[But she was a bit surprised at the sudden change of topic. And why was he whispering? Things had been rather peaceful lately other than the Landlord's pranks so being ambushed by monstrous vines wasn't a possibility that had crossed her mind.]

...Well, I can light candles with my mind if I concentrate enough. Why?

[If he was hoping for fireballs, he was going to be disappointed. Meanwhile, the vines inched closer, slow enough that most would think it was only their imagination.]