[No, it certainly isn't comfortable with two nearly nekkid magic users hiding behind a single not-too-large tree, between the rough bark as Lily pressed herself close to the tree and the accidental brushes of bare skin against hers as Lezard shared her hiding place. She tried not to think about that as the voices drew nearer -- was it some of the teenagers out enjoying a nice Saturday? -- and she reached out towards him.]

Give me your hands and stay as still as you can. I'm going to see if I can cast a glamour to disguise us as part of the tree.

[And with that, she pressed closer to the tree and started chanting, drawing on both the tree's energy and his to help power the spell. She envisioned them becoming one with the tree, their skin taking on the appearance of the bark and blending into the trunk.]