[ This is what he gets for suggesting they split up to cover more ground.
It isn't that Lance is lost, exactly. It's more the fact that it's absolutely horrifically mindnumbingly boring to trudge through the forest on his own. And it also maybe possibly makes him a bit paranoid. The paranoia perhaps goes hand in hand with the fact that he never knows what this place is going to throw at them, because it's difficult to actually feel safe here.
Even so, making his way through the underbrush he's not as sneaky as he might be. The rustle of leaves is audible as he approaches, bow in hand, though it's lowered, he's aiming at nothing.
A human voice isn't the last thing he expects, but it's close. And yet, his response is almost automatic. ] I wouldn't know, I've never been- can you put on some clothes?!
A because why not!
It isn't that Lance is lost, exactly. It's more the fact that it's absolutely horrifically mindnumbingly boring to trudge through the forest on his own. And it also maybe possibly makes him a bit paranoid. The paranoia perhaps goes hand in hand with the fact that he never knows what this place is going to throw at them, because it's difficult to actually feel safe here.
Even so, making his way through the underbrush he's not as sneaky as he might be. The rustle of leaves is audible as he approaches, bow in hand, though it's lowered, he's aiming at nothing.
A human voice isn't the last thing he expects, but it's close. And yet, his response is almost automatic. ] I wouldn't know, I've never been- can you put on some clothes?!