Ezra looked absolutely offended at having a pillow lobbed at his head. Even if he caught it easily. The nerve of her, throwing things in his house!

Funny how he still settled back into his lazy slouch immediately after. "Oh, I wouldn't do that, if I were you," he said. "If you order anything with vegetables, he'll lecture you about how they're technically his people."

That was not a thing Lock did, no. Nor any other dryads. Because they weren't related to vegetables.