If Finn wanted pointers and practice with climbing trees, she would aide him in anyway she could. Whether it was creating new trees or branches for them to climb, or if it meant showing him and having him learn in a hand-on's approach was....it was growing on her. Their conversation wasn't one that felt like it was forced. There was some formalities, sure, but he didn't try to chide her for being young, or giving her advice when she didn't want it.

"I thought so. If things are thrown out of balance...I don't want to imagine what would happen then." If the mortals would perish, or if the world they had crafted would be swallowed up in lava and fire. It would be a shame, she had grown so fond of this place.

"I haven't been around too many of them, well, I don't know if the Amazons count." The group dedicated to worshiping Artemis, away from the world of men, and skilled warriors.

"It's...a bit of both. I do what I'm told, but I have seen them from a far. I know there are other places that don't have as much life and greenery, making their lives harder....and some would only look out for themselves rather than everyone else. But, Demeter has told me, as well as Artemis, that it's none of my business and to let the mortals do as they please." Which felt wrong in some aspects, because she could help, but the balance could be thrown off...

And the whole thing with interfering with the lives of the mortals was more to the Fates than to a goddess with a green thumb.