[ He says immediately, with zero malice in his voice. The venue was chosen expressly for the purpose of impressing him, he's sure, and it's done exactly that: Nate can't say he's ever seen anything like this, and he's seen more than his fair share of the weird, the unusual, and the forgotten.
The pad of his thumb rubs against one of the sharper juts of bark, scratchy and unidentifiable, a tree he doesn't actually know or recognize. It's more real and more genuine than the vines and foliage crawling all over the city outside, shattering windows and tearing through foundations, because it's here and it's been here since before the city was probably built up like this. Is it an anchor for something else, the way the great tree in Shambhala was? How deep do the roots go beneath them?
Ian seems to be waiting on pins and needles for some kind of assessment and honestly, Nate lets him stew in it for a little while. Payback for the wall.
When he turns again he's sincere, which is better than flustered over making an ass of himself. ]
This is- can you imagine how much this tree has seen? Civilizations rise and fall in the span of a couple centuries, and this thing watched...progress, and war, and the projections of the world it used to belong to built up around it. This is amazing. Thank you.
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[ He says immediately, with zero malice in his voice. The venue was chosen expressly for the purpose of impressing him, he's sure, and it's done exactly that: Nate can't say he's ever seen anything like this, and he's seen more than his fair share of the weird, the unusual, and the forgotten.
The pad of his thumb rubs against one of the sharper juts of bark, scratchy and unidentifiable, a tree he doesn't actually know or recognize. It's more real and more genuine than the vines and foliage crawling all over the city outside, shattering windows and tearing through foundations, because it's here and it's been here since before the city was probably built up like this. Is it an anchor for something else, the way the great tree in Shambhala was? How deep do the roots go beneath them?
Ian seems to be waiting on pins and needles for some kind of assessment and honestly, Nate lets him stew in it for a little while. Payback for the wall.
When he turns again he's sincere, which is better than flustered over making an ass of himself. ]
This is- can you imagine how much this tree has seen? Civilizations rise and fall in the span of a couple centuries, and this thing watched...progress, and war, and the projections of the world it used to belong to built up around it. This is amazing. Thank you.