"It is much like our own world," I said. "Except that these plants seem to have a conscious mind."
"Why not?" Brutar demanded. "Every living thing has a mind."
Eo added, "Since the essence of everything is mentality—naturally the spark of life must bring that mentality to consciousness."
"These things then," I said, "they know that they are alive?"
"Of course. And Rob, what you told Brutar of your Earth-agriculture—what you called your vegetable kingdom—seems not so very different from ours."
"But it is different," I said. "Our plants—our growing things—are not aware that they are alive."
Eo demanded gently, "How do you know that? Is it not perhaps that your own mentality is lacking, to gauge the power of theirs?"
I smiled. "It may be so.... Brutar, these lolos plants—what is their purpose?"
"With them we are going to your Earth," he said. "This lolos plant of itself has a power very wonderful. We crush it; and the blood of it taken into our body, sends the mind upon strange and pleasant wanderings."