He stands his ground, still grinning as he wiggles his fingers in a kind of farewell gesture at Bariyan. "Yeah. I got you. Go on, bro. Run off to the dragon rumpus party where they keep all your fellow lumberjacks."

There is, after all, no reason other he can imagine for a guy to have an axe and to also be in a tree.

Caliborn doesn't know much about trees or lumberjacks.