[ Not long. It's answer enough. He doesn't call him out for changing the subject this time, fiddling with a fallen leaf that's crackled off a dry stalk of herbs in the little bundle of plants as he offers the least committal answer. ]

...Who knows? Maybe. This place does seem to react to our presence, and I've been here longest.

[ Though he's only got a narrow lead over Aventurine. He straightens up a bit, not quite fully drawn away but more reserved again. ]

If you're feeling well enough to ask questions, you should go.