"Good girl." Skimming her hand lightly along the dryad's side, Naiobe adds, "Another time, you can speak to them. For now I just want you to walk with me... so I can enjoy your company." She smiles, and fairly ignores the dryad after that, turning away from her and paying attention to the plants. She gradually leads the little dryad further and further from her tree, watching the dryad's expression and behaviour out of the corner of her eye.<br/><br/>Occasionally she pauses to water or groom or trim a plant, taking quite a bit longer than perhaps she normally might. At the first sign of distress from the dryad, Naiobe reaches out to brush a finger along the girl's haunch, or murmur some compliment to her, or point out a pretty flower to her... many small, soothing things, but she does not make any move closer to that tree, nor even stop moving away from it.