Ron stared at the strange scene in the courtyard, and a rather absurd thought suddenly flashed through his mind.
He remembered Sheena's expression when she affectionately introduced these plants earlier—"They're all my children."
And now, this "loving mother" was engaging in the most primitive union with her "flesh and blood offspring."
"What is this? A mother and her self-created child…"
This thought struck like lightning, piercing through the seductive mental fog.
In that instant, Ron's rationality regained the upper hand.
"Is this biological self-reproduction, or an ethical… family ethics showdown?"
"Purely scientifically, asexual reproduction is normal in the plant world. Ferns replicate through spores, vines expand territory through rhizomes…"
He described the earlier ritual in his mind with the most dry biological terminology:
