Jory stood there staring, with his palms touching the tree and staring at it as if he expected a reply. But he was actually looking at a nest way high up on one of the branches. At least it looked like a nest. It was sort of hard to see because the leaves were thick.

Anyway. Back to the job at hand. "So, Mr. Tree,'' Jory continued as if he had not paused the conversation. "Er..I would like to make a request. Can I please have a piece of bark from you so I can make a Gandr? Please?''
Being polite was the right way to go, even though the tree is not a real person. The Puff there, feeling awkward. Talking to a tree was weird. But now he began walking around the tree in a clockwise direction. He did this thrice. Now what?