[Fauna is... not her normal self today. Rather than her usual anger and bravado, today she just seems... cold.]

I've been here longer, but I met that spirit too. Touched the space-time shrine and it sent me there. Met the spirit. The spirit didn't exist before our conversation, and died when it ended, seemed like. All they knew was that someone was angry at them, about not having a shrine.

[Fauna takes a pause here to take a bite of some bread.]

... As for the rest. We kill the tree, or grant its wish. Will either course bring back the people who vanished?