"Hope so," he replied with a bit of a chuckle. "Otherwise, people are going to have very large and bulky lawn furniture." Taking Steve's hand, he offered him a firm shake, a nod, and a smile. "I've seen you around." He placed his hands on his hips, taking a quick catalog of what surrounded him. "It's..." What was the right word? "Interesting being in a place where people seem to know each other already." He paused. "Or versions of themselves." He chuckled. "Multiverses are still something I'm trying to wrap my head around.
"What brings you around these neck of the woods?" he asked. Taking a step back, he surveyed the tree. He focused on the top and carefully, with his heat vision, sliced off the branches with precision until nothing but the trunk was left. Carefully, he began picking up the branches and created a stack off to the side.