"Stupid Overgrowth," she muttered as she settled into a seat next to his rock, folding one of her legs under her. Her green eyes stared at him like twin emerald orbs, taking in things she had never seen before. Breathing slowly she did note there was no real feel of love.

"Ngh... if not that. You're keeping something in. Hiding something." She squinted a little. "N you're pretty far along. Probably need to get it out of your system soon. Don't envy that. Hated it." Her words were coming out in clipped phrases, the breathing painful as she observed him, idly plucking at one of the shrubs connected to her collarbone. She wanted to yank but thorns.