"A more interesting approach than many others take. Usually the secretions have more to do with poison."

Chiron ran his fingers along the wood of the branch, careful not to disturb any leaves. It was fascinating in every way, especially with how the light played against the branches. He hummed along with the plant itself, quiet, but still present.

As Hux settled himself against the tree, Chiron continued to poke and prod, knowing full well he'd never be able to gain a chance to see this tree again.

"Not really, no. Why do you ask?"