"You may have a different reason for going. I don't know. I do know that if you mean any harm to Treebeard's folk, you will answer to me. If not, I have no reservations to taking you to the Forest. I only wish to know why you desire to go there."
Twig looked at Matau incredulously. Harm the Ents!? The very idea was utterly, totally absurd. After all, he was one of them.
"Matau," he began, "There is no way in all the world that I would harm the Ents. I...well, perhaps I had better just show you." He unwound his scarf, revealing a smooth-skinned, dark brown face with deepset green eyes, though they hadn't the wisdom and memory of the elder Ents. Then he pushed back his hood, uncovering stiff, dark green hair that was reminiscent of pine needles.
"This is why I wish to go to the Forest."
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