It is not inaccurate. Without looking at the source of the voice - a couple of feet below him, and yet far closer than he would normally be used to, Treebeard sighs, his brow knotted. "Men and Wizards and Elves, all so careful with their secrets."
Finally, Treebeard looks to the elf - his eyebrows raise very slowly, though the pause he takes before continuing seems more an inevitability than reconsidering his words. "I wonder if these secrets are kept so carefully, because their bodies are so..."
stares @ the sky
It is not inaccurate. Without looking at the source of the voice - a couple of feet below him, and yet far closer than he would normally be used to, Treebeard sighs, his brow knotted. "Men and Wizards and Elves, all so careful with their secrets."
Finally, Treebeard looks to the elf - his eyebrows raise very slowly, though the pause he takes before continuing seems more an inevitability than reconsidering his words. "I wonder if these secrets are kept so carefully, because their bodies are so..."
Hoooooooooooom.
"Delicate."