[ Those words get a look, along with a raised eyebrow, from Mo Ran, but it doesn't really ruffle him too much, not when he looks around, toward the trees in the vicinity. ] Do you really think the buried treasure is going to be that easy to find? Besides... [ He digs out the paper again to read. ] the line is really two trees crossed, two trees entwined, lovers spot then crash. Whoever wrote this wasn't a good poet.

[ But he does look back to the trees, then the other man. ] Care to go digging?