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Jacob tilted his head at Alice, slightly confused by her question. "Do you... look like a tree to me?" He repeated slowly, as if weighing out just how deeply she wanted the question answered. All the possible answers, the literal and non-literal meanings swirling through his mind at exponential rates. His confusion only growing and his brow furrowing as he examined Alice. He had never actually tried to fully examine her, he understood that he had taken a few mere glances at her but they were based on normal reactions and Alice.... didn't give normal reactions. It was strange he had to admit, that such an innocent and random discussion, that lead to such an innocent and random question, would be what finally drove Jacob to try to attempt a full psycho analysis of Alice Yet here he was, his mind buzzing with all he knew of the girl up to that point, which admittedly wasn't alot, but it was enough that he had a very basic comprehension of the thought stream she worked on. So... he analysed her, to try and give her an answer he looked into her with eyes draped with a serious perception that gave them the visage of a sharp stare.

"Do you... hmm..." Jacob murmured, Alice was very different to people he usually associated with, her mind worked on different inconsistent pathways. While one minute she could be jumping up in place describing the purpose of roots while in the next she could be looking upon him with a face that showed deep and difficult complication, her blue eyes focusing intently on his face, wearing the emotion of sadness well. She swapped between reality and thought so fluently and unexpectedly, such as being in a daydream yet still snapping glasses from his hand with pinpoint precision. Sometimes she would emulate them both at the same time... following him intently and perfectly, yet staring into relative space as if her attention was somewhere else entirely. Jacobs expression became very troubled, the expression of someone who was seeing or realising something they didn't want to. He was tossing around ideas of Alices psyche in his mind, words and thoughts crossing and mingling as if desperately trying to put to words, to understand how she thought, to put a label on it, to anticipate her mind, her decisions, like he did with so many "normal" people. But he couldn't, he couldn't understand her, not yet, her mind was too unique, too different and strange to other peoples, it wasn't like what he usually analysed. It kept moving through topics, never staying in the one place for too long and... Jacobs thought process halted and for a brief moment he stared completely blankly into Alice's eyes.

Then he smiled. A wide smile and an earnest one to meet Alice's near desperate expression. He knew the answer to her question.

"Nope." He spoke cheerily. "Not one little bit. In body or in mind. You're not a tree, not to me anyway." He was very pleased with himself, to come up with even the smallest observation on such a confusing person as Alice. He didn't understand her fully... not even close, he thought that he maybe would someday but as of that moment he most certainly did not. However he had been overthinking it again and in the end, the answer to Alice's question was so simple that it brought a smile to his face.

"Trees are boring." He spoke plainly, yet his grin still remained. "They just stay in the one place all the time, focusing on the one thing... staying in the same place and while I don't know THAT much about you... I don't think you're like that. You're interesting. I'll admit, you confuse me greatly..." He trailed off for a moment. "But that's not a bad thing, it means you actually give me a nice, unpredictable, interesting conversation." He paused for a moment. "And it one hundred percent means that you ain't no tree." He stopped then, feeling that his sudden compliments made him look strange, though in reality he hadn't particularly meant to compliment her, partly yes, but he was mostly just speaking honestly.