Gaia isn't really fond of Lumenwood (something something all the blood smell in the air, it's kinda ew), but sometimes you just have to go places you're not fond of for the best offers. So here we are. Young teenager wearing a practical outfit for Trench- which is to say long sleeves, gloves, pants and long boots with the fabric in summer weights. She's flanked by a brindle-furred dog and a large crowntail betta swimming through the air. One of them is probably an omen.

She pauses on seeing the figure who's hunched over in the dirt. This could be just someone being overzealous in studying the ground but this is also Trench so it sometimes pays to make sure. From her angle she can't really see the seed or what Varré is looking at.

"Is everything alright?" Gaia calls over. She shows no signs or interest in stepping on the property, much less invading the figure's personal space until she's more certain of things.