[ Ughhh. Percy resists the urge to groan really loudly, and really annoyed. ]
Whatever.
[ Fine. If the guy doesn't want to give a name, that's totally okay with him. He's not going to force one out of him anyway; this is about the quest. No - no, not quest. Mission. Rescue mission.
He trudges forward through the foliage and dirt and broken twigs, every now and then poking the ground with his stick, finding that the dirt beneath them is actually pretty soft. It's good for hiking, if you're into that kind of thing. Percy feels like he's been in woods like these before, like they were a means to get to a place.
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Whatever.
[ Fine. If the guy doesn't want to give a name, that's totally okay with him. He's not going to force one out of him anyway; this is about the quest. No - no, not quest. Mission. Rescue mission.
He trudges forward through the foliage and dirt and broken twigs, every now and then poking the ground with his stick, finding that the dirt beneath them is actually pretty soft. It's good for hiking, if you're into that kind of thing. Percy feels like he's been in woods like these before, like they were a means to get to a place.
Home? No.
He's from here.
No, he's definitely not from here. ]
Hey. Rocky. How long have you been here?
[ Why does he keep trying? ]