[ kaveh's attention shifts to the onion. it sits innocuously along the countertop like some cross between a root vegetable and a small minor miracle. right, kaveh thinks. he picks up the onion and gives it a thoughtful toss in hand. the outer layer of it crinkles in his hand, much in the way of untapped potential. ]

I've kept our mint plant alive, but that was in its pot; and it isn't like mint plants aren't hardy to begin with. [ kaveh looks. ] You're right, though. We have the ingredients for a small experiment. I'll have to obtain some flower pots and see if we can get some of these onions to grow. Now that I think about it, have you seen a single animal in this city? A bird? A fly?