These days... Desmond couldn't even imagine the sorts of things that a woman could demand of a man. It seemed that all of the things that were once shameful now no longer were, there were very few taboos that had survived, though he had run into a couple. Quietly he started to move closer, and watched as she kept the tree in between the two of them. He had been trying to offer a more polite conversation than speaking to her from a distance, but it seemed as if that was maybe something that was a little too much for her at the moment.
Nodding quietly, he started to walk in the opposite direction of her tree. It was not in the direction of his dorm room with Dannika, but he would take the long way to avoid making Jia feel uncomfortable. "No, the dryads I danced with are long since gone. And it was many centuries ago." He said, the sadness in his eyes deepening a little as he thought about them, what had happened. Acantha, especially broke his heart to learn of. But that was the pain of time, if you spent long enough living, you eventually learned to encounter sadness as second nature.
"It was nice meeting you though, Miss." he said, as he started to walk away from her, tucking his hands into his long black duster as he went.