The Sunspire why do piranha plant have bone in it?

*rubs hands together*

The lull in his words made Umi shift to thinking she might have made a mistake in asking. The pressured silence made her uncomfortable; she looked out toward the morning sky pensively before at last Benry answered in slow and bumbling terms.

Owner. She squinted, puzzled. Her lips tightened as she thought of what this might mean. The idea of anyone owning in any sense of the word was foreign. Like a proper feline, she was owned by none. Even her mother and other family had no real claim to her, else her mother wouldn't have disowned and pushed her away when Umi had come of age.

Blue eyes followed his gesture toward the west, but what he said didn't compute. Owner? I don't understand, she said honestly. You forgot? How could he have forgotten where he came from?