It took Clover a moment to work up the courage to speak.

"So...so long as I do not have to go near the forest killer...I will stay..."

She made herself look back at the cup hoping the wonder she had so recently been feeling would return and fill her with joy again. It didn't.

"It...takes the powerful magic of stone to keep plants safe from the red death...are...are you a sorceress?"

She looked back at the woman, sheepishly raising her head in hopes that communication would soothe the poor sad dear.