The dryad returns your embrace with a bemused smile on her face, but seems happy to have your alliance.<br/><br/>"Wonderful! Do you need to rest? If you like, we can check your... condition, as well." As the dryad speaks, a lush patch of grass grows out, filled with coiling vines and moss. It's no feather bed, but it looks a lot more comfortable than laying on the dirt. "We might be able to help in some way..."