"At the Academy, they made freshmen do all the caretaking," Sulu said, "Exactly because you really should know what you have in your greenhouse." He grinned at Ianto. "Well, that and it's gruntwork. This is a really good set-up, though, especially if you don't want to risk any aphrodisiacal pollen or allergic reactions or psychotic episodes from a toxic poison... Then again, that's how my universe works. You guys probably don't have all three."

Then again, you couldn't really apply the same kind of affection to a plant in a container, could you? But that was a weird sort of observation, so he kept it to himself.

((No problem! Sorry I'm not taking liberties with plants here, I honestly don't know if the hothouse is mostly alien or Earth plants or... you know. If any alien plantlife would actually be in the Trek universe. SO I'm mostly just rolling with it.))