[Keith's busy tending to their new garden okay. No amount of hacking causes the limb to withdraw, which proves it isn't...a conscious attack, right? The thing hasn't gone sentient all of a sudden and wants to reclaim the house. He's very nearly cleaved through the thick of it when Lance is screaming again. He's prompt about moving away from the kitchen, at the very least, making a beeline for Allura's bedroom--
Ah. This is like some grandma willow shit, isn't it. He lingers in the doorway, frowning. The red panda's moved from Lance to scale one of the thicker clusters, sniffing curiously but otherwise not really being helpful in any way.
Speaking of not helping, he'll fastwalk closer to thicket, try to pry it apart with his fingers..]
Allura..!
[Vaguely demanding; he's using his knife for leverage, as a means of pulling apart the tangles. He hasn't any time to make logic of this -- why's the tree picking on her, why's it punching through the windows? Maybe it's trying to harvest them for nutrients.
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Ah. This is like some grandma willow shit, isn't it. He lingers in the doorway, frowning. The red panda's moved from Lance to scale one of the thicker clusters, sniffing curiously but otherwise not really being helpful in any way.
Speaking of not helping, he'll fastwalk closer to thicket, try to pry it apart with his fingers..]
Allura..!
[Vaguely demanding; he's using his knife for leverage, as a means of pulling apart the tangles. He hasn't any time to make logic of this -- why's the tree picking on her, why's it punching through the windows? Maybe it's trying to harvest them for nutrients.
Again, he hasn't time to consider this okay.]