How... good of a tree house are we talking? First off, quality assurance is required.

[He laughs, trying to go with the lighter tone of the conversation. He rests his own hands in his lap once Derek takes his away, and flexes his fingers lightly as if in a nervous twitch. He breathes in deep and looks around, surveying the trees for once that look solid enough - trying to decide what he really wants. It's easier to think about this than anything else, like letting down Derek or realizing how deep he's dug the hole for himself now.]

I'd like it if it kinda lead off a hill, for easier access. You know, with supports or something? I don't know. I'll have to look into it, unless you've got ideas. A vision.

[He's quiet for another moment.]

I like it out here. I wanna spend time here, so. We better get to work on it fast.