If asked, Nita could confirm the trees' appreciation - though for the most part they seemed reluctant to whisper even to each other.

Seems that it wasn't just the humans who'd been getting the creeps this week.

"Yeah," Nita replies, shifting her pack across her shoulders.

"Not quite that way, though. You think it's echoes, or...?"

Or a trap. They could never discount that option, not when people were already being put in danger.