"Ehh, my posture's lousy enough that it shouldn't be too much of a problem. I just hope they don't grow too much more than this," Greg says, inviting himself for a world of disappointment down the line, "but they are kinda neat."

He feels at one himself, grinning. "The moss is a nice touch. Distinguishing." It's such a weird thing to be pleased with, but he really is pretty pleased that they have at least the one change in common. The more connecting factors the two of them can share in this, the better.