The Hedge

Lee blinks, narrowing his odd-shaped eyes."Hey, isn't that mi-" he stops as several hairs on the back of his neck (yes, he knows that's called a mane) prick and he senses something happening.
"Oh hey, you did come prepared this time. Neat. And you even thought to test things. Great! Glad that you sat down and planned this out." he says happily. Gwen's finally learned her lesson about running into danger without preparation.

Well, at least he thinks so. If she told him she'd planned on beating Aldrovanda simply with the power of tropes, he'd have been much less confident that she thought this through.