Fyroh didn't look confident, but he closed his eyes, and slowly walked towards the tree; stopping before he reached it. "My gauntleted hand wouldn't go through the tree. Who says my armoured body will?"
Olhal shrugged. "Can't really see em from here, but I guess it's something to do with their past..." He raised his eyebrows mischievously, and said suggestively, "Or perhaps... something else..." A grin flashed on his face.
((Olhal is sick minded o_o It's the character, not me!! Dx))