*Lecter is quietly cleaning his gear in the living room, thinking over past events and where he'll go from here*

*Finnick yawns and pokes his staff at a tree, which shifts into a humanoid form while creaking and groaning in the process*
Finnick: Find me something to eat. Make sure it's cooked, too. None of those berries or dirt or whatever the Hell you normally eat.
*The tree golem silently turns and wanders off, occasionally creaking and humming as it goes*

*Elewynn heads inside to check on Jillial, but keeps a respectful distance so as to not bother her*