He gave a slight snort, turning his attention back to his work.

"Did he try to climb a tree?" He asked, a note of amusement in his voice. Finn could have just appeared in the tree, but there was something incredibly endearing about him trying to climb it. "Honestly I don't even get the chance to see them much, I have no idea how many branches they're supposed to have."

He frowned, reaching out to run his hands over the silvered bark.

"He said you had thought of trying to make one that could grow here."