[Sunny Afternoon]

"Don't be silly, darling! Trees can't feel pain," Zillia says with a titter at his expense. She blinks. "Oh, unless you mean... well, come now!" She waps him on the arm. "I have to ask for such beautiful boons! I would never ask for more than the darling thing could give." She puts her hand on the tree's trunk.

"As for weapons... why, I need none! Unless you insist, of course. I can conjure something..." She hums a moment, pushing one of her fingers against her mouth. "How is sparring done where you come from, sweet one?"