Robin glanced at Anders in some surprise - for a moment he'd forgotten all about him. He shook his head, trying to recover his balance. "Sorry, I - sorry. It's - I've been..."

He took a deep breath and let it go. "Do you know the feeling when you've been still for so long that your limbs go numb, and then when they awaken from disuse - there's pain, but it only serves to help you realize..." Robin rubbed a hand over his face. He was rambling and he knew it. Anders must think him mad.

Plans for a safe haven, that was why he was here. He needed to focus.

But there was still that insistent whisper, that call, that told him the trees needed him as much as he needed them. With a shrug, Robin gave up. "Forgive me, I can't - do you mind if I..." He'd crossed to the small trees without conscious thought, fingers reaching toward them.