The girl was very talkative. Clyde listened to her quietly. While rubbing the head of the Scatterbug that was resting on his shoulder. The girl mentioned seeing him jumping off the bridge, thanked him and introduced herself with a matter of seconds. It took Clyde time to process everything. The given time was roughly a minute. He stared at Sylvia before answering. "[color=7ea7d8]Probably.[/color]" Was the first thing that came out of his mouth. "[color=7ea7d8]I'm Clyde. Clyde Macarthur.[/color]"

After he spoke he gently removed each and every Scatterbug one at a time. At first they didn't want to go but eventually after a few soft nudge with a foot they eventually climbed into a tree. And that's where they remained. Hopefully there won't be any more unsuspecting surprises. Having to deal with the Scatterbugs' game it had caused them a shortage of time to reach where they need to be. Oddly enough the announcement said that they were suppose to meet up with the professor at the south entrance. But there no sign of him or anyone else.

Thinking for a brief moment Clyde understood something. This must be part of a test. For them to figure out where he truly is located. The first hint was to start out at the south entrance. Clyde has heard that this forest is some kind of natural maze. He glanced slowly around. Trying to spot some kind of marker. On a tree? On the ground? Nothing. Guess they'll to keep searching until they stumble upon something. Clyde then looked up back at the Scatterbugs. They were still staying put close by. Then another thought occurred to him.

"[color=8493ca]Do you guys know where the professor is?[/color]" He asked them in a loud enough tone for them to able to hear him, but quiet enough not to startle them. Only one of them replied by out of the tree. Landing on top of Clyde's head. He sighed realizing that their game was part of something much bigger. The Scatterbug grabbed a piece of Clyde's hair then tugged on it using it's mouth. The tugging happened to go in the same direction. Not at random. 

Trusting the little bug-type Clyde started to walk down the path he presumes is the right way. The path was shadowed since this part was thicker than the rest of the forest. Now he understands. Most people normally take the lighter routes in order to be able to see better. Or some find the darken path too eerie to enter. Clyde wondered in without hesitating. Disappearing into the shadows. Leaving the girl behind. She may or may not follow. He left it up to her to decide on what she wanted to do. [@Poi]