That's... [That sure does sound like a footstep.] Huh.
[His hand got scratched a bit, or at least feels like it has; hopefully nothing here reacts to blood. For now he pulls his sleeve up and holds it there with his other hand. The good news is that the tree seems like it can't move that quickly. The bad news is that he can't seem to shake the feeling of dread that's been pressing in on him.
[... It's just a tree.]
Doesn't seem like it was a lure, was it? [That is, unless it brought them here expecting them to stand around.] ... Think it's noticed you?
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[His hand got scratched a bit, or at least feels like it has; hopefully nothing here reacts to blood. For now he pulls his sleeve up and holds it there with his other hand. The good news is that the tree seems like it can't move that quickly. The bad news is that he can't seem to shake the feeling of dread that's been pressing in on him.
[... It's just a tree.]
Doesn't seem like it was a lure, was it? [That is, unless it brought them here expecting them to stand around.] ... Think it's noticed you?