Upon reaching the center of the maze, Garahel sprints ahead of Inessa, sniffing anew at the upturned earth and the barrel. His elven mistress joins Malcolm, looking over the area as she awaits the answer to his question. "The blossoms are quite lovely. Your work is to be commended."

She smiles politely, but is just as interested in what Garahel turns up as she is the blossoms and workers. Assuming there is anything to find, of course. Sometimes he just likes rooting around in the earth, though he knows better than to go digging in a well-tended garden without reason.