Kinner tries not to look at the strange birds or hunched figures. They've got enough to worry about with the Fallen on the loose. They have to stay focused, not get lost in details, or they might get lost themselves. He pulls his coat a little closer and goes where the scouts tell him to, briefly wondering at the frozen falls. If the situation wasn't so desperate, it would almost be beautiful.
The wrecked camp, on the other hand, is not beautiful. It's disappointing.
"Well, looks like somebody was here first." Ever frank, Kinner points out the obvious. He wonders if the Fallen knew they were going to try and take the food. "Should've guessed those things wouldn't make it easy for us. Looks like we've got to follow their trail if we're going to get that food supply."
"Selfish curs, taking more food than they can eat while people are starving outside," he spits, "and, what's more, making sure we can't have any." He surveys the empty camp, visibly frustrated. The creatures are up to something, but whether there's some kind of strategy to the Fallen's antics or plain old meanness he can't tell. Either way, they're going to have to give chase. There's a trail, so they can pursue the Fallen elsewhere. They can't give up just yet.
He doesn't know why the Fallen are taking food, but obviously they have no intention of letting the starving Nexus-dwellers have any. "They must really want to stop us from eating. Are they tryin' to starve us out? 'Cause that's what it's starting to look like. We're going to have to follow them."
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The wrecked camp, on the other hand, is not beautiful. It's disappointing.
"Well, looks like somebody was here first." Ever frank, Kinner points out the obvious. He wonders if the Fallen knew they were going to try and take the food. "Should've guessed those things wouldn't make it easy for us. Looks like we've got to follow their trail if we're going to get that food supply."
"Selfish curs, taking more food than they can eat while people are starving outside," he spits, "and, what's more, making sure we can't have any." He surveys the empty camp, visibly frustrated. The creatures are up to something, but whether there's some kind of strategy to the Fallen's antics or plain old meanness he can't tell. Either way, they're going to have to give chase. There's a trail, so they can pursue the Fallen elsewhere. They can't give up just yet.
He doesn't know why the Fallen are taking food, but obviously they have no intention of letting the starving Nexus-dwellers have any. "They must really want to stop us from eating. Are they tryin' to starve us out? 'Cause that's what it's starting to look like. We're going to have to follow them."