He's spent a lot of time in the forest, and seen plenty of farms, but personal gardens never looked like this. It feels like he walked into the shire from Lord of the Rings. He tucks his thumbs into his pockets as he looks all around, admiring the way the vines are tightly grasping every visible surface, a soft smile on his face.

"It's wonderful." And he means it. Not only can he appreciate the time and attention that went into a place like this, but the plants themselves are so strange and unusual that he could wander around the space for a long time just observing them.

"Where did you get all of these plants?"