[He doesn't have the same sort of connection that Aerith does and only a few weeks with the green magic. He's never even tried something like this. Claude reaches for a tree but Lorenz crouches down, settling one knee into the rich earth, and removing one of his gauntlets to press his fingers into the dirt. Reaching for the root system that must be massively complex seems like the most obvious way to get a feel for things, to him.

Unfortunately it is precisely as he expects. The lush forest is so full of life that trying to tap into it is a little dizzying. The volume of information too much and his powers too unrefined to narrow it down to something more palatable. He ends up just overwhelmed, abruptly tipping forward and catching himself with his other hand before he face plants into the undergrowth.

Hardly dignified, on his hands and knees on the ground but.... it is what it is.]

Life... is one way of putting it. There's so much... too much for me to get anything out of it really. [He glances up at Claude, giving him an apologetic look before he pushes himself back to his knees, rolling to his feet and dusting his hand off on his leggings.]

But I don't care for it, I'll admit. I don't believe plants are meant to be this alive.