you do the math, you expect the trouble
Ramoth is shifted from his arms into his shoulder, Nate’s focus on the jungle around him not telling him much, other than that the jungle is a crowded, overgrown mess. A fact he already knew, so…
The others start to chime in, and a hand comes up to stroke at his chin. “I don’t think underground makes sense. Or underwater.” He’s not trying to be a buzzkill, just realistic. “I’m not saying that we should go back, but… I don’t think there’s anything here.” Nate sucks his teeth, then amends his statement. “Not right now at least.” That doesn’t mean he knows where else though. “If it’s not here though, then… is there anywhere else with weird plant shit all around?”
Nate is more than willing to keep going, but doesn’t know where to start and asks if the others have any idea
The others start to chime in, and a hand comes up to stroke at his chin. “I don’t think underground makes sense. Or underwater.” He’s not trying to be a buzzkill, just realistic. “I’m not saying that we should go back, but… I don’t think there’s anything here.” Nate sucks his teeth, then amends his statement. “Not right now at least.” That doesn’t mean he knows where else though. “If it’s not here though, then… is there anywhere else with weird plant shit all around?”
Nate is more than willing to keep going, but doesn’t know where to start and asks if the others have any idea
NATE
