"I don't trust other wizards in the forest. It was hard enough to earn acceptance as it was." But even as Peter says that he reaches out to grip Murdoc's hand firmly. It's a short, enthusiastic shake and then he lets go, though he doesn't step back out of easy contact range. After a moment he shrugs.

"Knowing what's in there isn't the same as experiencing it for yourself. How many times have you been into the forest?" He's already walking off, footsteps light, agile and surprisingly careful.