[He follows along, already feeling as though his condition has become much more tolerable just by distancing themselves from the site of incident, but realistically it's thanks to delving deeper into the interior of the building. Once Eleven leads them into the room with the hearth, Alphinaud exhales deeply, the warmth providing immediate relief. He follows suit, removing his jacket and rearranging the furniture to better suit his needs, but he chooses to sit instead. Admittedly, he starts to feel a bit tired, but he's sure that once his body temperature returns to normal, so will his senses.]

A World "Tree"... [Though he should be able to answer it easily enough, he considers it deeply, keeping in mind knowledge of distant locales with which he is less familiar.] There may be some tales of such in certain folklores, but I do not think any would exact the purpose that it sounds like yours must have. It is something important, yes?