Heine's glad that he's at least quieted down a bit. He'd seen seawort on his last expedition into the Forbidden Forest, so he has an idea of where it is, but he has to concentrate to not let the trees all blend together.

From time to time there comes an odd sound from the trees around them—human-like cries, birds chirping, the footsteps of something much larger than a human. Heine ignores most of it, until he spots the flash of yellow eyes more than once—following them.

He takes up his wand with his left hand, and keeps walking.