"Well, if ever I die, I'd like to hope that you could then use my brains for something useful as well," is Peggy's reply, feeling a touch wary about the concept, but it does seem to have some background to it. "How many of them can we kill before we kill them all?" is her next question, always keeping one eye on the logistics of things.

She has to wonder if those plants will come up in time to save them, or whether they're doomed.