"Oh..." Well... He couldn't say he had ever heard of wingardium leviosa doing that. He was about to ask what had gone wrong when Vriska made him question.

"Hm? Oh, I was looking for a plant I'm running out of," he said, picking through his pocket to look for the page he'd ripped from his text book. "A moly." He held the page up so Vriska could see the illustration of the black stemmed blue flower.