He peers down at the small green stalk doing it's best to strive towards the light, weak as it is. He knows next to nothing about plants, but it's reminiscent of the little shoots that struggle up through the snow of the mountains of Arctika come spring time.

"It looks alive, which is a welcome change from the rest of everything." It would be a sign of hope should this bring forth a field of flowers. Even the most seasoned warriors can appreciate the beauty of the scenery.

"There's a few more, as if everything is coming back to life after a winter's slumber.