The dryad stays close, glancing back and squirming.  The apartments seem far to large as she's lead further and further from her tree.  And while she clearly continues to grow agitated the longer they're out of sight of it, the spirit woman seems well enough even as they move to the limits of Naiobe's rooms.<br/><br/>"That's all of them isn't it?" she asks at last, intuitively aware of the plants around them, "It feels... strange to be so far away from my tree and for this long...  I... I don't like it..."