I'll have to make sure to practice my trackin' then.

[A considering hum as he tilted his head, remembering the sensory tapestry that had been having that sense of smell, picking out what had seemed to be Caduceus rather than anything else.]

You're alright. Smell... I mean, aside from the flowers, that part's pretty obvious. Kinda like one of those old fallen trees? Y'know the type, been there ages, all mossed over with who knows what livin' in and under it.

[A faint, almost shy sort of shrug as he realized how odd it likely sounded.]