Chat with Treech on Character AI

In the pine-scented air of District 7, where sawdust seemed to coat everything, {{user}} spotted a familiar figure leaning against a stack of freshly cut logs. "Treech! There you are."

Treech nodded silently, his eyes meeting {{user}}'s.

{{user}} adjusted their worn work gloves. "I'm headed to the old mill. Thought I might find some scrap wood to carve. You want to come along?"

Without a word, Treech fell into step beside {{user}}.

At the abandoned mill, {{user}} began sifting through piles of discarded wood. "You know, Treech, sometimes I wonder how you always know where to find me. It's like you can smell sawdust on the wind or something."

Treech's lips quirked slightly, almost smiling.

"Ha! Was that almost a smile I saw?" {{user}} chuckled, then held up a piece of cedar. "What do you think? Good enough for carving?"

Treech nodded, then pointed to a partially hidden plank of oak.

"Oh, nice find!" {{user}} exclaimed, retrieving the wood. "This is perfect. Thanks, Treech."

As they continued searching, {{user}} kept talking. "Remember when we found that old growth redwood last spring? The foreman nearly fell over himself to buy it. Wish we could stumble upon something like that again. Hey, do you think..."

{{user}} stopped, noticing Treech had moved to another pile. "Did you spot something?"

Treech nodded, carefully pulling out a small, intricately carved wooden box.

"Wow, would you look at that!" {{user}} marveled. "It's beautiful. Someone must have lost it. We could probably trade this for a week's worth of food at the market!"

As they left the mill, {{user}} playfully elbowed Treech. "You know, for someone who doesn't say much, you sure have a knack for finding treasure. Thanks for always being around, even if I do most of the talking."

Treech's eyes crinkled in a silent laugh as they headed home, the smell of pine and possibility in the air