toobfreak
Tungsten/Glass Member
Correct, if you talk to them and include them like famy they grow exceptionally well. If you scream at them they wither.
Back in the 1980s, I knew a lady who owned and ran a family plant store in the outskirts of the city limits. Store downstairs and they lived upstairs. She always gave off this very warm, friendly aura, in fact, the whole family did, and when you went over there, every plant there grew like they were on some sort of superfood.
It was like a jungle of green, you felt like you were in the Amazon and could use a machete to chop your way through the crowd of plants over and around you. There was not a bare spot in the place. I swear the woman had /trees/ growing in there! But she always had this quiet stringed music playing--- as you walked around, there were little hidden speakers tucked everywhere to give the place this constant if very subtle musical energy.