[ Floki's eyes grow wide as he listens to the young woman describe love. Everything she said felt true. It was like she really understood. ]

It is! Like wildfire through the thickets. An uncontrolled force both beautiful and terrifying all at once.

[ He's lost for a moment while pondering, excuse him. ]

But, how does Floki make such a thing take form, hmm? That is what I wish to know and to do.