His decision was made for him, she heard in the way he grumbled about it and the way he released the man’s form that she had learned was Brandon. Having been thrown into such a mess from the start, Fahymari commended him as he landed on the spiraled wood in the center of the tree.
Enki worked his magic, summoning growth of fruit on vines that snaked around them, of which she could feel him decide on what would reach their party as it did. Palms grew from nothing producing hanging fruits, ripe and ready for consumption. Care for his task, written across his brow, the energy there relieved her to the point of staring.
Fahymari couldn’t help but want to watch his dedication, enthralled by the way he executed his task. It made her feel like he was really here for this. That he’d live for t
