"I just asked you something, but you haven't told me yet,"
Gregory Lawrence took the fruit, finishing one in just two bites. "Are you talking about Tree Star?"
Hannah poked the fire with a longer stick.
The remaining moisture in the dead branches evaporated, the fire blazed, and the branches cracked and popped.
She nodded and said, "Mmhmm."
In the dense forest, no starlight was visible, only the leaping flames dispelled the darkness and chill.
Gregory Lawrence lay back with his hands beneath his head, looking up at the lush branches above and then down at Hannah's face, framed by the firelight, "Why is a young girl like you so curious about Tree Star? It must be more than just to have a look, right?"
He voiced his doubts.
The top-tier mech, Tree Star, who wouldn't want to get their hands on it.
If not drivable, even touching it would be good.
It couldn't possibly be that one would go all that way just to take a glance.