Redbud-Tree
"That's.... It shouldn't do that." Emily Wren scratched her head, before getting up. Mirth was gone as she moved as if powered - perhsaps not nearly as easily, but enough to rush up to the roof to look around before frowning.
"....It's gone." She finally said. The woman frowned, looking down to Joseph in concern as she turned, and motioned.
"Our date flew the coop. That... That bodes ill."