Sariel doesn't say anything in reply, but that quarterstaff is shifted to the opposite hand. Her eyes are on the surrounding trees, and there's mingled wariness and nervousness in her face.
Sariel doesn't flinch. Much. She does turn sharply in the direction of the sounds of fighting, though.
"Do you know who was sent in that direction, sir?" The form of address is automatic. So is the continued careful scanning of the area; keep your eyes on your viewscreen or you'll crash into something.
In a word: Uh-oh. In a few more: that does *not* sound good. "Mia's magic again, do you think?"
Sariel sounds somewhat less than certain there, likely understandably so. She falls obediently in behind tuck; she'll follow him. He knows where deeper cover is.
that can't be good. Sariel hasn't said nything rude as yet, but the glance she flicks from the armored man to Tuck as they reach better shelter is a definite 'oh crud' look. "Should we worry about him?"
sariel's focus sharpens, following the progress of the armored man as best she can through the trees. that might not be saying much, given the cover they're under, but at least she's trying?
"Oh. Oh dear." Sariel knows enough about Will's world to recognize that name; what sort of enterprise crewmember would she be if she didn't? she'll just be making certain she's under cover while keeping a lookout.
Sariel will fully appreciate the reassurance in a minute; she appreciates it now, no doubt, but her mind is on possible unwanted arrivals. Is there anyone heading toward them through those trees over there...?
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Forests at home usually have more in the way of... life in them. and from what Will's said about Sherwood--
Tuck gets a wary glance; she's noticed it too.
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Still, she's not going anywhere.
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"Do you know who was sent in that direction, sir?" The form of address is automatic. So is the continued careful scanning of the area; keep your eyes on your viewscreen or you'll crash into something.
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He squeezes her hand for reassurance.
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If she only knew...
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"We must 'ide a bit more."
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Sariel sounds somewhat less than certain there, likely understandably so. She falls obediently in behind tuck; she'll follow him. He knows where deeper cover is.
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"Who is he?"
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At least there haven't been any horns sounded yet? ... Yet.
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