(He stares over his shoulder back the way he had come from. Then he turns himself back around to look at Gansey and all he can really do is shake his head and shrug in one coinciding motion.)
I don't....maybe. A little.
(His uncertainty is as plain as the daylight shining through the trees. It's unsettling to get lost in the forest if only because he couldn't tell if he was getting lost or if the forest was making him lose his way.)
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(He stares over his shoulder back the way he had come from. Then he turns himself back around to look at Gansey and all he can really do is shake his head and shrug in one coinciding motion.)
I don't....maybe. A little.
(His uncertainty is as plain as the daylight shining through the trees. It's unsettling to get lost in the forest if only because he couldn't tell if he was getting lost or if the forest was making him lose his way.)
You haven't wandered far, have you?