Worst Case

 I must be going, says Gaius. Many thanks for the peppermint tea.

You're welcome, says Angelina. Do you feel any better?

To be honest, says Gaius, I felt better before I arrived. The lettuce worked wonders.

Well, the peppermint tea wasn't wasted, says Angelina. It was nice to catch up.

AND, says Terence.

And what? asks Gaius. The pieces of turnip? No doubt, dead as ever.

Not yet, says Terence.

Interesting, the way he puts things, says Angelina.

I put them in peppermint tea, says Terence. And they haven't survived yet.

Revived yet, says Gaius. 

I know, says Terence. They haven't.

Nevertheless we must go, says Gaius. Get them out of the bowl and put them back in the blueberry container.

No, says Terence. Something's starting.

It doesn't look like something's starting.

But who wants to say so?

Angelina looks at Kierkegaard. 

What if Terence were to remain with us a bit longer? says Angelina.

For what reason? asks Kierkegaard.

And we take him to Emu Bay later this afternoon, when he's finished his experiment, says Angelina.

Kierkegaard feels there is a hidden agenda. What is it? Is she just being a teacher, thinking of the experiment? Is she tiring of him already? Worst case: has she fallen for Arthur? Disaster! Calm down Sören, and breathe.

He breathes. 

No one notices the difference.

Very kind of you, says Gaius. All right Terence?

YES! says Terence.

So it is decided. 

Gaius leaves.

Terence stays. 

The turnip pieces have a few more hours to revive in, or prove themselves defunct for ever.

And Kierkegaard must decide how to comport himself in this new scenario.