As he heard no further objections, Shichirou assumed it was agreed upon. It didn't take them too long to reach the park. It was so quiet compared to the streets.. it felt a bit strange, going from one extreme into another. "So" Shichi hummed, turning his head to face Mitsuko. "Do these trees and plants whisper to you? Do they say clear things, like full sentences, or is it more like feelings they give?" Shichirou wondered. Of course he had asked a few nymphs before, but answers varied with some types of nymphs. He had met water nymphs who did not understand the trees, but they knew all the water plants meant. It did interest him, as there was so much he could not sense, but which still existed.