Only way through is to follow the fog
The fierceness in the companion's actions made sense to him. If it had been the prize at the end of the snowball fight, there was certainly a frozen warrior's heart within its tiny breast. Noah smiled some, "Clever." Noah let his eyes move towards the glaring creature, and he couldn't help but laugh at the thing.
"Most likely." He answered, bringing his eyes back up to Lena's pretty face. "Frey gave the greenhouse some magical properties, and I don't think there's anything that wouldn't grow there. But mostly it is used for food. I'm not sure if I could justify taking up soil space that could be used for something more useful and less beautiful." Noah had no real concept of the grass's usefulness--he only liked it because of its verdant nature and its wondrous smell.
