Felih would merely gesture at the knotted plant to make his point. It's not a bright plant, Halmarut!

But for now, he nods at his partner and starts running, dodging creeping vines as he leads the way deeper into the forest. At least Felih has a good sense of direction, because it helps when he has to run around in unknown territory with only one bit of knowledge to go on. He tries to cut down vines as he goes, with magic or chakrams, clearing a path as he goes deeper...

Predictably, once they start approaching where the mother plant is, the vines and brush thicken considerably.

"Just through that wall of them," Felih pants, still trying to fend off more vines as they reach for him.