My Land, My Rules

Nell smiled over at him absently, eyes still closed as she squeezed back. Most of her consciousness was flowing with the land exploring every last blade of grass and insect on or below it.

Vines slowly grew and curled around her feet and the hand on the soil, winding about her legs and arms - not tightly, more like a loose hug.

After what could have been twenty minutes or two hours, she started floating back toward herself, becoming aware again of her own body, Gladio beside her, the cats off by the front porch waiting to see if she was going to perhaps get up and come into the house. She sighed deeply, contentedly, and slowly opened her eyes.

"Welcome to Soulwood. Hospitality and safety while you'un is here," she said softly. We're both happy to have you."