Of course, he wonders that too. He hadn't climbed this tree. It had simply come into being beneath his feet. Yet his feet are somehow hanging off the edge of the branch, and when he slips down to instead grip onto it with his hands and drop down the another branch below, that works too.

Perhaps it's like the crystal that Juno spoke to him through. He stayed in one place but it felt like he had flown great distances. Still, the room had seemed big enough to be meant to fit all of this in it ...

He doesn't understand, but he thinks perhaps it's best not to wonder too much. Perhaps Angel could provide an explanation.

"No. It is a big country. South is warmer and does not have the same forests we do here."