Bulba nibbled on the inside of his lip a bit. It wasn't so much being worried over how well Caim could tend to the flowers. Anyone could tend to them with some instruction, just like Kanji had said. He was more concerned over their personal well being and feelings about being around someone like that. Bulba realized that was something that was going to come across as really weird to someone who had only recently been introduced to Grass Types and the like. It probably came across as really weird to anyone that wasn't a Grass Type at all, or at least didn't have a green thumb.

Perhaps wisely, he didn't make an effort to correct him. Maybe later.

"We're going to make him handle all the fertilizer, I think."