"What were the complications?" Damian asked, calming down a little as he closed his notes. She finally moved away from being so close to him and sat on the chair next to him.
"They just never figured out how to use it for any other tree or plant. Only solid wood was the outcome."
"You guys never tried roots?" Damian suggested.
"Roots?" she asked, confused.
"Yeah, some of them are edible and part of the tree's trunk, so maybe you could grow them if you found the right combination of spells."
"Hmm... maybe."
"Why are you here?" Damian asked, sensing the conversation had come to an end.
"This is my residence," she replied, her eyes sharp.
"Then why were you waiting outside the door?" That question made her jerk her head slightly. Realizing how he knew this, she settled back into her previous posture.
"So, you can sense me all the time?" she asked, more curious than displeased.
