The first thought Liquidator had about Bushroot when they first met was actually not so much on Bushroot's odd looks. He wasn't normal himself after all. What had entered his head at the time was "he's not cut out to be a criminal". He still didn't think that.
Now years have gone by. Liquidator had worked with and gotten to know the mutant plant duck. He had learned that Bushroot was an intelligent being. Sadly, his intelligence did nothing to gain him the thing he needed most. Companionship.
Why no one had looked Reggie's (Liquidator had taken to calling Bushroot by his first name.) way before the whole fiasco when he first became a mutant plant duck confused Liquidator. Reggie was sweet, smart, and caring. Granted, his obsessions with his plants and being lonely had driven him to do strange and sometimes morally wrong things. But hey, Liquidator wasn't perfect either.
Maybe it was Liquidator being able to see the good qualities in Reggie and Reggie seeing some good qualities in him (though Liquidator suspected part of it at the beginning was the loneliness speaking.) that had gotten the two to end up together.
Liquidator was feeling slightly reflective of the whole relationship one night. Not needing to sleep, often found Reggie slumped over at a work table late at night. The scientist often did work later then he should be working.
Not wanting to move and wake him, Liquidator did the nearly nightly ritual of placing a blanket over Reggie's shoulders.
"Two for the price of one. You got lucky, and so did I." Liquidator said softly.