The human female is *most* annoyed with me about the whole violet business. I keep trying to tell her there’s no point in whining about it now–the big violet can always grow new flowers, she can clean up the kitty puke, and the miniature violet can be replaced. They DO sell the silly things, you know.
Besides, she knows how to make plants from plants. Very adept at propagation, that woman. Sometimes she just puts cuttings in water, like with this Streptowhatsis.
See? Roots! These are ready for planting.
For the violets, she usually uses this powder.
I will admit, it’s amazing stuff. Pluck a leaf, dip it in, poke it in some moist dirt, make a miniature greenhouse with a baggie and a rubber band, and about six weeks later you have a new baby violet. She’s a compulsive propagator, and the windowsills in this place are filling up.
I wonder if it works on other things?
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Loki Speaks... 
Loki, what you are going to grow is another left arm. Still, it might be useful to have a spare in case you meet the white horse again.
It was my *right* hand the cursed equine bit off. Do try to keep up.
What are you going to do if your clone turns on you?
Squash him like a gnat. I don’t care *how* good you look in horns and a cape, if you’re not for me, you’re against me.