Eanos Setirav, human inquisitor
Eanos watches the philosophical exchange briefly before he chooses to enter into it.
"If we could trust humanoids to follow their instincts, I suppose we could assume all their actions are natural," Eanos offers to Veniarus, but then he frowns as he continues. "But sentience comes with the unique ability to work counter to one's nature, even counter to one's own self-interest. I've seen far too much suffering arise out of those tendencies to blithely embrace them as 'just natural.'"
Eanos' features relax again as leans on the bar to address the man next to him.
"While I can't argue with the relilience of the plant world, I imagine if I modeled my life after it, I'd not even be here," he says. "For good or ill, I've feet, not roots, and if I don't explore what there is in the world, I suspect I'll do no more to better the place than a single bloom. I should hope my lady Issolatha has more in store for me than a pleasant scent and some pretty color, yes...?" he trails off at the end , looking for a name to finish with.