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[Fiona may not know the place as a new arrival, yet she can at least tell something is different about the tree. (There's a lot of things that feel strange about the island, but still.) The priestess gravitates to the tree and circles it once, running her fingers along the trunk, before looking up to spot the stranger overhead. She blinks at Vangeance as her thoughts wander from his appearance to a certain acrobat. The man looks like he could fit in with the circus crew-- not that that's a bad thing.]

Any captivating views from such a height?

[Her smile is vaguely amused as she calls up to him.]