[Guren gives a smile to those words, that face, and that watch all before he steps out in a hurry. That cheater... but it's fair, he thinks, to lose a minute or two to a goodbye. He spends another minute downstairs gathering items he could use, and then at the door to the cabin, applying fuda that will mask its presence. You know, just in case.
He plans on being gone for only an hour, but various scenarios keep him away for nearly two. He's pushing the time on that stop watch by the time he gets close, and while he's trying to wrangle some sort of animal back with him, two hours has passed. He only has feeling to go on, but he knows that it's about now, that Dextera must be worried sick, moving—
The animal is some sort of large... rat, or something. It has an extra set of legs and a third eye, and Guren is sick and tired of its stupid prehensile tail trying to grab the supplies he's gathered in a basket in his arms. Arriving back at the cabin is a little loud, thanks to all of this. Guren drops the animal in the door, watching it immediately scurry away.]
You little—! [Augh, whatever!! It's in the house, he'll deal with it later. For now, he needs to see where Dex is, and so he steps further into the cabin, calling out.]
Dextera? [He's got a basket full of plants of various types as well as a big jug of water strapped to his back, so it looks like things were successful. But he's also got a deep cut on his cheek that wasn't there before, and his hands are both covered in smaller cuts, like frown a rose bush. His hair is messy, too, the biggest sin.] Hey, Dex!
[If Dextera is in too much pain to have gotten far, Guren is heading straight up to where he left him, anyway.]
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He plans on being gone for only an hour, but various scenarios keep him away for nearly two. He's pushing the time on that stop watch by the time he gets close, and while he's trying to wrangle some sort of animal back with him, two hours has passed. He only has feeling to go on, but he knows that it's about now, that Dextera must be worried sick, moving—
The animal is some sort of large... rat, or something. It has an extra set of legs and a third eye, and Guren is sick and tired of its stupid prehensile tail trying to grab the supplies he's gathered in a basket in his arms. Arriving back at the cabin is a little loud, thanks to all of this. Guren drops the animal in the door, watching it immediately scurry away.]
You little—! [Augh, whatever!! It's in the house, he'll deal with it later. For now, he needs to see where Dex is, and so he steps further into the cabin, calling out.]
Dextera? [He's got a basket full of plants of various types as well as a big jug of water strapped to his back, so it looks like things were successful. But he's also got a deep cut on his cheek that wasn't there before, and his hands are both covered in smaller cuts, like frown a rose bush. His hair is messy, too, the biggest sin.] Hey, Dex!
[If Dextera is in too much pain to have gotten far, Guren is heading straight up to where he left him, anyway.]