[ he'll sit up on his knees, still sulky and looking like a puppy that's piddled on a carpet--but at least he's not slammed face first to the floor, right?? ]

Well I thought--I thought once trees were big, they just. Were done? I don't know what happened or why they've rotted so...

[ but there's work to be done, and it'll be a cold day in hell before Veldora shirks something that was his fault--now that he's aware that he's supposed to fix problems he caused, with apologies to Luminous Valentine in another world and time.

he stands up, fists clenched at his sides as he steadies his shoulders. ]

Right! So should I break these trees with a blow, or burn them down with my fire?