An apple tree that could do anything normally un-treelike would definitely stand out in Adia's world, and not in a good way. But she trusts Pamela, at least enough to take her at her word, Harley's reminder non-withstanding.

"That's lovely, Pamela, thank you." Adia gives her a warm smile. "If there's anything I can do for you in return, let me know." Pamela doesn't look like she needs a knitted scarf or a jar of preserves, but Adia is inventive, too. She'll think of something.