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[compellingstatement]

This is miserable. Jon misses the creature comfort of his home and archives in the city. Chief among those things, at the moment, is central air-conditioning. The mist is putting him on edge, as well, reminiscent of the Lonely, even when he can sense the minds of those around him. He's feeling weak to begin with, thanks to the depowering guns in the escape. He'd had to be carried, unconscious for hours, making himself little more than deadweight. Now is the moment to make up for that, and he's just... sick of it already. It's uncomfortable.

"Not in a way that might be useful... or that you'd approve of," he responds, tone bone dry in contrast to the surroundings. Jon's gathered his hair into a messy bun atop his head, but the prospect of just chopping it all off is seeming more and more alluring. His clothes are office wear... but he's at least left the city with sensible shoes. "If you're expecting me to shoot something, we're likely going hungry tonight. I've lived in cities my whole life."

[wolfehawke]

"Shoot something with what, your mind?" Wolfe snorts, knowing full well that their list of weaponry is about as long as his pinky finger. They're both just frustrated, though, and he smiles to soften the joke. "No, I'm just trying to get a sense for what you know. We can make some traps, at least."

He glances around, looking for an opportune place to dig a pit trap for small game. "I haven't seen any rabbits or anything but we haven't exactly been quiet as a group. Might have scared them all off for the moment... here we are, looks like there's a good spot."

Looking around before moving from the relative safety of the corpse of trees they'd found themselves in, Hawke cautiously slips into the open and taps the ground with his staff. Well, really it's more of a glorified stick that he'd picked up on their trek, but it's a sort of security blanket, especially right now when he absolutely needs a focus for his magic or he risks not being able to cast at all. He taps around a bit, trying to find softer ground, then kneels when he's apparently found it. "While I dig this up, find some fallen branches and leaves so we can camouflage it. Just don't go too far, alright? Stay in the clearing."

It's like being in the woods with his siblings again, and that makes him equally as fond as it does trepidatious.

[compellingstatement]

"Yes, grandmother," Jon grouses as he stalks off, hands shoved in his pockets. He feels his lighter and considers a cigarette, but they're trying not to be noticed, and he knows enough to know that's probably going to tip off any game. Later. He'll savor his cigarettes later.

He gets a good few yards away before he realizes just how thick the fog is. It's swallowed up Wolf's form, even if he can hear the other man distantly. Much as he hates being in a group at the moment, Jon likes the idea of being out here alone even less. In spite of himself, he heads back toward Hawke, picking up leaves and branches as he goes, until he can see the other man's form through the mist. At least he assumes...

"Hawke?" His voice is smaller, worried. He shouldn't have this kind of separation anxiety, but this place reminds him far too much of the Lonely. "That's you, right?"