Bruce could feel the newcomer’s dissatisfaction, but he ignored it. Best for him to formulate his own opinions about Luke. He checked the overhead crystal again- it had passed its peak, but still shone bright. He estimated left them at around just after midday. 
[color=f26522]”Is there usually that much commotion over there?”[/color]
Bruce brought himself out of his thoughts and paused to follow the newcomer’s gaze. He narrowed his eyes at the divers. There seemed to be a lot of them coming in at once. It wasn’t yet time for scouting parties to change shifts, being it was only the middle of the day. He’d only ever known a few to come back at a time aside from exchanging the day shift for the night shift. His right hand hovered over his empty sword sheath. He hoped it didn’t mean anything, but his instincts told him there was a good reason for so many to come back now. Regardless, there was no immediate threat, so he kept his face impassive and shrugged at the man in yellow.
[color=0072bc]”Sometimes they change shifts. A big group like that might mean there’s news from outside, I suppose.”[/color]
Bruce turned and walked into the crowd, raising his voice just enough to let the newcomer hear him.
[color=0072bc]”I’ll let Luke know you’re looking for him if I see him first.”[/color]