Something must have been troubling his companion. Things like that were not overly obvious to the young Forest God. He remained silent a moment longer, walking with her. Behind him, grass started to sprout in places it shouldn't have been able to grow on. Flowers laced their way between the blades of grass and rose up to face the ceiling, some clinging to the walls. Vreth did not notice.
"It is... confusing" he said eventually. "And what must we do now that we are here, but carry on as we always have and always should? Or perhaps we may serve a purpose here?" he shrugged gently. "Time will tell" he said looking ahead of himself. Time, death... they were relatives, family members who cradled him in their unseen arms and watched him closely. Where were they now?