Tessy let out a slight huff as she turned to look skywards, the warmth not doing her any favours when it came to her staying concentrated. She almost immediately snapped back to reality as Juleean’s glance landed on her, offering him but a soft, light-hearted smile in return.<span style="color: #ff4da6">“I think that it’s safe to assume that we won’t be seeing any birds down at the bottom, at least. There aren’t any records of anyone having ever survived the trip down there, so we can only make assumptions. Whatever’s down there definitely isn’t out to make friends, and I certainly don’t expect most people to survive this trip.”</span>She remarked, wholly unfazed by her own morbid conclusion.<br/><br/>Her attention remained fixed onto him, finding some entertainment from the sight of his apparent eagerness. The Malform's natural talent to read people through their behaviour and their thoughts made it impossible to resist the urge of toying with Juleean’s head, nimbly pivoting around on her heels to have her back faced towards him, offering a clear shot of her voluptuous, well-rounded rear which somehow fit into that skin-tight nanosuit, teasingly wiggling it a bit out of generousity before returning to the matter at hand.<br/><br/><span style="color: #ff4da6">"I'll be heading down as well, then. Do catch up whenever you're ready, Speaker."</span>She calmly spoke out, briefly turning to face him as she regarded him, realizing that he might still be meditating. She then proceeded to follow Juleean, having no problems whatsoever keeping up as she didn't have to fear falling down with how her palms and soles essentially glued themselves to the surface. As he called out, she decided against venturing further down, instead just waiting for him to finish tending to the tree, giving herself some time to relax.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>