A few minutes of silence ensued between Perdita and Sthena, the former trying to comprehend what she heard.
She tilted her head to clarify what Sthena had said, "I am going to revive it?" Her voice came off in uncertainty of how she was to do that.
"You heard me," Sthena remarked, causally slipping his hands into his coat pockets as though they were talking about the weather.
A frown was quick to crease Perdita's forehead she pinched feeling perplexed. She voiced out in panic, "I couldn't even do what you asked me to do correctly, it's now to revive a burning tree? Do you want me to cause more fire?"
"Who said that you cannot do it?" Sthena turned a questioning gaze on Perdita, his brows scrunched in disapproval. "Do not talk down on yourself when you haven't even tried it out yet. That is the first way to kill yourself. Thinking and already scared you cannot do it makes you more dumb even though you could do it."