Dustin is equally disappointed. "Noted," he sighs back, frowning. It's not much to go on, but then again, when was the last time he ran into a sentient plant that could talk? Never, that's when. The event should be distinct enough to draw his attention, no matter what it ends up looking like.

This doesn't mean Lauri-Ell doesn't have other, more useful details to give on this potential enemy, though. "How many would have to be involved to influence plants on this scale?" Dustin asks, accompanied by a small jerk of his chin to indicate that he wants to take this conversation on the road. No need to stick around the grippy vines and pitfall roots. "I would imagine at least two - one per city, given the distance."