"Well, I know, but it's still not right to yell at them!" he protested. "They have feelings, too." Which was entirely new for him. A Peter from six months ago wouldn't have been overly concerned over the feelings of a plant.
Of course, the Peter from six months ago was, by all accounts, dead.
He considered her words, tilting his head to study the pretty plant. "What do you think, Frances?" Because of course he had named it, why wouldn't he? "Should we spread you around a bit?" Maybe just an extra one or two in the house for the time being. Or maybe Gwen and Rose would like one. He'd have to think about it. "If I decide to trim her, would you help? I don't want to cut anything wrong."