'Running errands isn't exactly what I thought my role in this would be, but at least I'm helping,' Vilor sighs while exiting his apple. The demigods on the nearby branches look over, shocked to see him.
"Vilor!" Anore says, smiling, "You have returned. How is the outside world?"
"I don't have time to talk, Anore," Vilor shifts past Anore, 'His smile is unnerving... It's hard to read him, but I imagine he is still quite upset with us for siding with the Marrin Kingdom. Whatever, we'll have to deal with that later.'
"I'm not fond of being ignored, Vilor," Anore responds, "In case you have forgotten, I am a ranked one. I do not wish to hide behind my ranking, but if there is something that is this time sensitive, and something you need the tree for, it is my business."
"Not this time," Vilor says, continuing to walk away until Anore places a hand on his shoulder.
