She smiled a bit more as they went; she might have been bringing the two of them outside, but she was happy to take that little trip at whatever pace Rren wanted. There was plenty to see, and she'd have been lying if she tried to claim she didn't want to share it. It was rather the point of her home being as it was, after all.

The evening air was pleasantly cool, the scent of roses faintly everywhere in the courtyard and its bit of garden... and she led out through it, to the forest just beyond.

"These," she said quietly, gesturing to the trees, "are ents."

As they approached, it became more obvious that their little movements weren't simply a matter of the breeze stirring a couple leaves here or there; the ones they were approaching were starting to move of their own accord, pulling their roots up closer to themselves. They shifted, beginning to rearrange themselves, forming a bit more of a path for them, pulling branches aside and everything. Those were the trees she'd mentioned approaching carefully, on account of them having a more empathic nature... which probably explained them parting now, in the dreamscape; she would expect them to be able to figure out that she wanted to leave, so this was how they'd behave for her.

"Were they real... I'd say that this might serve as an introduction enough, honestly."