Adrien giggled a bit in reply; then his laughter faded into a pleased smile as he kept walking. His attention was now taken by tall trees and strange mushrooms and wet moss-covered rocks, by every scent of every flower, and by every song of every bird. Even though they were moving at a leisurely pace, Adrien had to keep his reflexes sharp and his eyes open, as the path was more overgrown than he had expected - sometimes they'd have to lift a low branch to pass underneath, sometimes they'd encounter a shrub that had grown into their way and that they'd have to carefully dodge; Adrien had to stop several times to disentangle his hair from this vine or that twig. As they proceeded deeper into the forest, the light filtering through the trees became dimmer, and the path less defined; Valerion had to make sure that they were still following the right way several times before continuing.