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[color=bc8dbf]"Right?"[/color] Viola said in reply to Meruin's statement. Well, she didn't entirely mind. The ground was actually pleasantly cool, but if it got her dress dirty she might be mildly irritable. [color=bc8dbf]"And I'm not a runt you uncouth simpleton. I happen to be the epitome of beauty and adorableness."[/color] She replied, somehow still seeming smug despite her situation. That said, she turned back to the tress, having just listened to Tavi saying more silly things. She was awfully quick to give up.

[color=bc8dbf]"Treants,"[/color] Viola began, slowing her voice in an effort to match their ponderous, rumbling voices. If one wanted to commune with nature, one had to become one with it, after all. Not fight it. In fact she was rather pleased to be in this situation, if only because it let her speak with them more candidly. [color=bc8dbf]"Please forgive that ones rashness. I myself have come, only to...converse. Potentially learn, if you would allow it."[/color] She really could sympathize with the Treants. She wasn't one to really speed through things herself.