[The plant does not seem to like that at all, and is suitably distracted by Webby's singing. It's fairly atrocious to Yotsuyu as well, but at least she is aware that the duck girl is trying to make it so.

For her part, she is busy drawing diagrams in the air with her fan, yellow eyes bright. Really, the wisdom of this is probably nonexistent, but one cannot deny that Yotsuyu is driven when she cares to be. Whispering of formulae complete, as are her diagrams, the pitcher plant's fronds are bound to its stalk, and it sways as its balance is compromised.]

Can we not be friends? Otherwise we shall have to move you off this path, and I am not certain what other consequences might be in store for you...they might need familiar fodder.