..Echoes of it, I guess you could say. I could commune with Yggdrasil's roots in Erdrea, but here, ever since that drink at the festival, I've been able to listen to all of them.

[And it's clear by how he speaks of it that that connection has soothed something in him. Though he hesitates, a feeling of being on the brink of saying something, then letting it go]

Ah, but- I don't really know about souvenirs. If you'd really like, I'd enjoy sharing a meal and a drink sometime.