[@YamiCuoreLaroux]

From the inside of the bag, a muffled soft voice came out  [color=fff79a]"... The zipper's stuck. I can't open it."[/color] One of Noah's eyebrows rose in an arc of disbelief. [color=00a651][i]That's the same excuse I gave as a child to get out of homework. Whoever this person is their lies needed work.[/i][/color] Still he considered his options: this person seemed to know he or at least was there whether through some mundane means or supernatural ones he was uncertain. However, it was possible that this was a bluff solely to confirm a suspicion and if he remained silent the person would come out of their own accord. If he spoke up pretending to fall for the bluff he may have a chance to gather some more information.

Ultimately, he needed to know the person's motivation before anything else. This camp had gathered people with unique gifts. Gifts that Noah was certain would be of interest to many different nefarious individuals or groups. He had been fortunate that his abilities were easy to conceal, but he had already seen obvious abilities being used. If this person represented one of those interests or even told anyone what they might see here, things could get dangerous quickly. And still, the reason this person was in a bag could be entirely benign, albeit rather strange.

Staring at the bag, Noah made his choice. He felt his power running from fingers gently weaving through the wind, casting his voice to be several feet directly above the person. [color=00a651][i]Talking will do... But I need some insurance."[/i][/color] He began to speak and his voice resounded from the separate location he had directed it too. [color=00a651]"I'll help you with the zipper if you tell me why you are in this bag. Many of the campers here value their privacy and someone intruding could lead to unpleasantness. You can see why your suspicious arrival concerns me."[/color]