"Well, I'll bring it back to the house just in case. Maybe I'll make a fancy one for me," Oliver replied, not really wanting to add that he doubted Marco would be able to get away with just hanging out in the house the whole time they were there. No doubt They'd give them all some unavoidable reason to go exploring.
He circled the tree one more time, this time his gaze focusing on a group of roots that was still holding on. It was probably better to get rid of those before they started to drag the tree back too, but as he rose the ax to clear it off, he paused, then crouched, running his hand along a surprisingly thick, curving root, considering the size of the tree. It wound fascinatingly, almost doubling back on itself, and he could feel the corner of his mouth quirk. "Whatcha think of this? Looks kinda like a dragon, don't it?"