"You've got a friend helping you? Are they actually your age, or is it another sad old man? You're very good at collecting those."

The question is punctuated by the collapse of a glowing piece of wood, which sends a faint shower of amused sparks into the air. It's a blunt question, but he's noticed a pattern here.

"I'm kind of going through something similar myself," Vyng admits after a momnt. "Not with people, though. I'm trying to connect with the land...and the spirits that inhabit it."