"If Sean is willing to pull himself away from digging, that would be agreeable. I wouldn't mind seeing the tree again. Tall and wise, like Treebeard, only not so old or gnarly." Molly nodded slowly. "We'll be preying to the Big Man, as well. But we don't sing a lot, or have pot luck dinners... or try to drown each other. We have different rituals for the same divinity."