[ Her reasoning for keeping him in front of her has little to do with her own protection against what's out there and more to do with protection against him. He's tall, that much is true, and while it's probably not good to be such a "heightist" (is that even a thing, Bishop?), it's way too suspicious out here under the circumstances.
As he walks, Kate keeps her flashlight partially on him and partially on the trail, her eyes quickly darting back between the two to always keep her guard up. ]
Alright, sure. Camper Randel. [ Quickly, she realizes that his introduction might cause some expectation of her own name. Normally, Kate has no problem blurting out her identity. Meeting strangers and trying to make friends can often be her thing. Just not, you know, out in the spooky woods. ] Mine's Liz.
[ Okay. Lying isn't necessarily good either, but it's not really a lie. Elizabeth is her middle name. ]
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As he walks, Kate keeps her flashlight partially on him and partially on the trail, her eyes quickly darting back between the two to always keep her guard up. ]
Alright, sure. Camper Randel. [ Quickly, she realizes that his introduction might cause some expectation of her own name. Normally, Kate has no problem blurting out her identity. Meeting strangers and trying to make friends can often be her thing. Just not, you know, out in the spooky woods. ] Mine's Liz.
[ Okay. Lying isn't necessarily good either, but it's not really a lie. Elizabeth is her middle name. ]