"Alright, fair enough. I tried going out there... it was easier than life back where I'm from, but I was left with dough all over my head, and cuts from holly plants... not my idea of a good time. Didn't seem to be affected by my psi attacks, either. The plants, at least. Kept the dough away... probably because the plants are rooted." John shrugs. He gives up with those things.