Nita's brows were getting a lot of furrowing in today.

"And it's magically resistant...?"

If there was some central location to bring things to, that would be one thing... but it was easy to imagine there not being much space to spare to begin with.

"If it's not, I could at least help re-root trees."

But she was low on energy, as her stomach took a pointed moment to remind her; she made a wry face.