[Oh Loki. She squeezes his hand, trying to be reassuring; she can't tell if he's nervous or still in shock or what, and doesn't want to call him on it, in case it wounds his pride somehow. And she has to admit, if it were up to her to make the conversation and not just tease him about it, she's not sure how well she'd carry it off.]

I rarely saw this many trees before in my life or death, before coming here. I grew up on the plains. You had to go far, far away to find any jungles or forests that deserved the name.