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Catching the way the girl flinched at first, Kane felt the smallest twinge of guilt, as if he had personally done something to her to make her do that. But it quickly dawned on him that he really hadn't done anything to cause such a thing, at least he didn't think he had. Mentally shrugging it off he felt a bit of relief upon learning that the other person a guy, wasn't hurt either. Though it was a bit concerning how he had bolted off like that, did the guy never watch a single horror movie? People tend to die when they run off on their own like that! But, this wasn't a horror movie and it sure wasn't scripted. If someone was scared, they were bound to run if they were able and there was a place to run. Having played tag in the woods before, during the day and night respectively, he could understand. It was frightening. 

In fact, this whole place was kind of terrifying, the more thought he gave it.

Just a few moments after she suggested that he get down and that they still had somewhere to be, he could only find it in himself to nod his head and make a small noise in agreement. With a quick twist of his body and some careful hand and foot placement, it took Kane a mere few seconds to get down the side of the fallen tree. He dusted his hands off on his pants and quickly caught up with her, the distance relatively short compared to his naturally longer strides.

[color=ed1c24]"I'm Ruth, by the way. It's nice to meet you."[/color]

[color=39b54a]"Kane. Likewise to you."[/color] He replied in turn, but otherwise remained quiet as he followed beside her in a strange comfort of having another person near. His attention span seemed to have died out entirely, at least until Ruth slowed her pace and then stopped entirely. His attention had been, well, elsewhere. At his feet, looking at his boots as they walked, how red parts of his hands were from grabbing the rough bark of the massive tree trunk he had to climb over. He probably should have been looking up, it was almost troubling how he fell right back into old habits the moment someone else was nearby. Kane stilled just a few inches behind Ruth as his eyes went wide for several seconds, the rest of his face painfully blank as he stared, desperately trying to comprehend what he was seeing. Dark castle-like structure and three figures- two of completely questionable origin and one that [i]seemed[/i] human for the most part. He honestly wouldn't be able to tell until they got closer, his glasses were in his backpack and reaching for them seemed stupid right now. He couldn't even fight the horrendous shiver that ran down his spine the longer he stared, seemingly stuck in place from fight. 

But after a few moments longer, Kane clenched his jaw and forced one booted foot out in front of the other. One step turned into two, and two steps turned into three,  rigid looking with the motions. He was so stiff it probably looked a bit painful. But he didn't get any farther than that before turning his head just enough to look at Ruth from the corner of his eyes [color=39b54a]"C-come on. T-the guy that ran off, I think, uh... Is, over there, b-by himself? With them."[/color] Kane managed out after he stopped clenching his jaw, his voice shook only slightly, completely betraying the confusion and terror he was feeling at the moment. Because really, that was the only thing that was allowing him to move right now. The fact that he was quite sure the guy that ran off was over there with those strange [i]people[/i].[i] People was a strong word, really.[/i] But he was over there and in a sense, alone. It didn't matter if he didn't know the guys name or the fact that he was obviously standing and talking with some less than human people, it was sort of horrible he was over there on his own. More than a little horrible, actually. It was just more than a little horrifying to Kane himself. 

[color=39b54a]"He shouldn't be."[/color]

So, with one sharp breath, Kane pulled his gaze away from Ruth and slowly began to walk forward once again. But this time his figure was less rigid and seeming much more natural in his movements and less forced, once again spurred onwards towards potential danger.