On a bright morning, he found himself meditating within the enclaves within her vast body.
His presence was engrossed.
His breathing was deep and slow.
His mind was absorbed as a flux of information flowed between it and nature as he whispered to the trees while they whispered back.
His eyebrows scrunched with a hint of displeasure as his expression strained with effort.
Whatever he was trying to do appeared to be extremely difficult.
He gave out, gasping for air as his body relaxed and his expression grew complicated.
"How did it go?"
Opposite him was a mature dark elf woman donning a garb made entirely from leaves that covered her waist and upper abdomen. She was a vessel made from botanical biotechnology containing a piece of the mind of Mother Alicia, designed to interact with people in a more direct and material manner.
Beaming messages into someone's head when their mind was preoccupied with something important was not the most optimal way of communication.
