Dragoncrest Cliffs everything is the big bang's fault

He doesn’t answer her question in the way she wants and she frowns, looking away from him and back at the dirt and roots just hanging in front of her face. She’d hardly made a dent and she’s already tired. The girl releases a heavy breath, then, and sighs. “I don’t know,” she manages to say and it’s the closest she can come to for an answer. “There’s a coupla hollowed out trees here and this one isn’t and… I thought I’d try, I guess,” she says and glances from the corner of her eye to see his expression but doesn’t bother turning to look.