Keenser stared, face impassive. "I am not a tree." He said flatly. "My mother is a tree. One day I'll be a tree. But now, I am Trefallan." He wasn't actually offended. Sometimes, he just liked to mess with people. Scott was the only one who could ever tell the difference.
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