Wally couldn't help but cringe as the tree-man stepped towards him, watching as a small root system pulled out of the ground and began to sink into his skin. That looked beyond painful...! But the man didn't seemed to be hurting at all. Maybe he did this all the time and didn't have to drink like regular people, just put down roots, which was actually sort of convenient when he thought about it. And he could make his own food too- that was cool.<br/>As the man passed under a floating ball of light, he realized the texture of his skin was far more tree-like than he'd thought.<br/>"Uh, thanks, but I don't know if I have much insight- I just know I have to get over there." he explained, pointing shining silver tower.<br/>He started to walk along the street, trying not to stare at the trees. Even in the dark they were bright like silver on one side and gold on the other- he couldn't help but walk over to stare. It wasn't a trick of the light, they really were gold and silver- and sharp too. It looked...brittle.<br/>"That looks like it hurt-you sure you're okay, Gardener?" he asked, looking back at him.<br/><br/>There was a name on the tip of his tongue that he couldn't recall, something like a dryad, but not exactly it. Tree people, though...Something close. What<em>was</em>it? It was bothering him that he couldn't remember.<br/>"Do you guys have a name? I think I know it, but I can't remember, and I don't want to just call you a tree-man because then I sound like an idiot."