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Burke walked next to her, though he did allow her to lead, otherwise they wouldn't get there. He didn't know the place she talked off, but he was still skeptical. If he couldn't unleash his anger on those trees then what was the point? He rather had something that was alive, something where he could take a life from. Alas Burke wasn't a naturalist to realize that trees were alive too. Of course he had that general knowledge of plants being alive but he didn't count trees to that one. 

"And you think I will go yell and scream at trees?," he spoke. Burke wasn't really believing that screaming and yelling would help. All his life, especially being a male, he was taught to hold it all in. It was one of the reasons why Burke's mask of 'natural calmness' was so strong. The large male did not feel like he could yell at trees even if he wanted him to. His pale eyes looked towards where they were going. "So I assume you have experience with yelling at trees?," he tried to tease her then.