"No, that makes sense," he said, alluding to the pointed looks she'd been giving them when he'd arrived.

He reached out with his own elvish senses and spoke soothingly to the plants, /Come now, surely you aren't so enamored of this location that you can't want something better? Being more mobile, I can tell you that about 20 yards away is a beautiful clearing with good light and little to no competition for resources./

"We can switch it up at the next one, if you need a break." He grinned at her.