[ Tseng already knows that his little songbird is possibly going to protest in some form or another and he also knows that they'll think better of it eventually. So, he patiently waits until Linneus responds. ]

Please see that you do not. I do not think I could stand to see you encumbered by sleep again so soon after your last brush with slumber.

[ Because that's what the trees do apparently, the can knock you out if you touch them, however just being near them can make you feel dream-like and wonderful, hence wanting to meet him there. ]

I am on my way now. You should have at least 10 minutes before the cab arrives outside.