[allen's reaction makes makes him shake his head in amusement, using a little bunsen burner he rigged up to heat the milk up and add the mix. he only has some dented tin cups to work with but they'll do well enough he thinks. it's odd to rebuild a life, so many little pieces to work with.

he supposes he has his upbringing to thank for how prepared he is for a great deal of this. scrounging, making ends meet, bartering and working with scraps. even finding meaning and simple pleasures in the small things to get by.

viktor idly stirs as he considers that, a small frown that it's unlikely plants can be used.] Humans - or sentient races at least, as there seem to be more than just humanity here. I wonder what it is about that sentience that attracts corruption, gives it a place to grow.

Well, that makes things more difficult for us. I suppose it's a good thing plants can't become massive beasts with a drop of blood regardless.