The portals are definitely useful. Tau's sure he'd start sending people flying into walls if he didn't have that option. Trees need to get fresh air and light, after all.

Eyes flick over at the hooded figure, going immediately back to the contents of the mortar as he as he gauges how fine he's ground those dried leaves. Annoyance flickers across his face at the all too familiar sound. Ugh, someone has the nerve to actually throw-up around him?

There's the hollow sound of a container being plunked unceremoniously by the cloaked one's feet. "If you really must," he says. It's a bit weird, but perhaps Matt might have missed it for all his own coughing, but Tau's hardly made a sound in his approach.