"The more the merrier! Please, we've far more than we could eat ourselves. And we'd love to hear your stories as well...."

"Who are you?" That might have gotten Mal's attention: something in Chell's tone wasn't as relaxed as he'd been so far.

....Not that this elf seemed to pick up on, anyhow. "A winemaker," he said cheerfully. "Co-host of this reunion. Tree-wrangler! Oh, how about--"

"No." The wooden knight took a step backward, away from him. "You're not that brother." He glanced back to Mal. "Something isn't right, here."

"Who else would I be?" He looked more amused -- and confused -- than anything.

The trees stirred again, shifting their roots to stand, readying to move as Chell took another step back....