[ Maybe not in this lifetime and maybe not even in thise= world... But Caduceus was sure that Zelda might yet get to visit Wildmount, after all, anything was possible and death wasn't necessarily the end.

Caduceus' passive perception was unnaturally high, he could see the chills that cooled her blood, could see the distress and sorrow that the word brought to her. He could tell that it was something to do with a Calamity in her homeworld, that could be part of the reason she was here.

As she described the tree and the Great Goddesses his face lit up. It was so nice to know that they shared so much in common. ]

Ah, well see, isn't that just neat? I'm sure your Goddesses and the Wildmother would have created some beautiful nature, had they ever met. And wouldn't that just be amazing?

[ Sipping at his own teacup, a bashful like smile in his cheeks as she complimented it. ]

Thank you, I'm really glad you like it. This particular tea came from a plant from the genus Amorphophallus family. Or at least an extension of it. Beautiful fuchsia flower petals, as pretty and rich-tasting as the Dutchess that grew them.

[ Take that as you will, Zelda, but there's no getting away from the fact that you're drinking dead people tea. ]