He gives himself a shake. The soil here is far richer and he's getting used to it. Swamp Things can't get fat persay, just larger and more lethargic and he's feeling that today as he stretches himself again, vines twitching. He's a deeper richer green. How long was I rooted for?

"I am the avatar of the green. The representative of all plant life on the planet earth." He frowns, "There's no way to explain that without sounding pretentious. Sorry about that."

A few of the plants he's standing by blossom and he waves them down, "Welcome to the Nexus."