[Though he never lets her get out of his sight, Christopher keeps up at a more casual pace, committing the forest to memory and making sure he knows its markings. Christopher loves nature, so he understands perfectly well just how dangerous it can be.

When she stops, he stops beside her, smiling with a little bit of amusement.] Is this the sort of situation where you can't see the forest for the trees? It seems more like all we can see is the forest, which is made of these trees, after all. Is there something you're looking for?