“Didn’t you harden my tree and protect it?” I asked. Because this is what I had thought had happened. “No, indeed. I don’t have the means with which to do so. You, Vega, you saved your tree.” “How?” “By, I believe, simply willing it to survive. I saw your face. I could easily realize what was in your heart. Thus, your beloved tree became hard as rock. And it survived.”
And Thansius knew that right away and still stuck up for her. Love you Thansius
