[He tries not to look too disappointed.] ...Ah. Well, mayhap my endless heroic wayfaring will lead me to whatever realm these spirits departed for, someday.

[Hey they're figuring out that the planet revolves around the sun, they're getting there.] Lightning-powered machines... impressive! So are they kind of like ballistae? [He is imagining a big wooden contraption shooting lightning bolts at far-off enemies.]

And what I like most about the tree is the wings, of course! Truly, 'tis a grave injustice that I was not born a Manakete--I was destined to soar gracefully through the open skies! What about you?