Right! Course we do. [He is exceptional in the woods. Knows them in any weather, anytime of day. Except that's his woods, and he's only ever been in them.
Not some creepy maybe-haunted woods.
But it's fine. They're fine. And anyway, Travis doesn't think they'll be lost in the woods.
Well.
Unless the Death God shrine is in the woods. He doesn't actually know, or remember what he was told. There's likely more than one, anyway.
He claps Petey on the shoulder. Again. But almost instantly pulls away, hands up like the cops rolled in.] Ah, sorry man. [He sounds sincere. It's just force of habit. He's a touchy guy. And then he bowls on ahead like a man with a mission. Like he knows exactly what he's doing.
And of course: they end up in the woods.
He's torn between looking put out and being absolutely fascinated by the woods.] Hey... maybe we could... just take a short stroll in, y'know?
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Not some creepy maybe-haunted woods.
But it's fine. They're fine. And anyway, Travis doesn't think they'll be lost in the woods.
Well.
Unless the Death God shrine is in the woods. He doesn't actually know, or remember what he was told. There's likely more than one, anyway.
He claps Petey on the shoulder. Again. But almost instantly pulls away, hands up like the cops rolled in.] Ah, sorry man. [He sounds sincere. It's just force of habit. He's a touchy guy. And then he bowls on ahead like a man with a mission. Like he knows exactly what he's doing.
And of course: they end up in the woods.
He's torn between looking put out and being absolutely fascinated by the woods.] Hey... maybe we could... just take a short stroll in, y'know?