Sephiroth: *has walked out of the base and is walking across the island, halfway to the beach by now. He doesn’t notice Desiree’s approach, or doesn’t seem terriby bothered anyway*
Zach: *steps back as Kerash goes to work. He blinks as the debris comes down from the tree and shakes his head* This is all good, but… how do you keep it moist? It doesn’t look like substrate at all.