He can do whatever he likes. He earned the free will he has, ...every action simply has a reaction and potentially a consequence. [ rubs one of its petals between his thumb and forefinger, gently... and then he just tears it off, letting it drop. he crushes the flower in hand after, letting its crushed bits drop after that poor little petal. ]

I wonder why they get huffy. [ he thinks of an empty white void with the biggest smile on his face. ]