"When all else fails, barter," he agrees with a dry huff.
Cao Pi isn't willing to get up and go so long as that thing is still lurking around, since it swiped his lantern pretty easily in the blink of an eye - and how, he wonders? when he keeps it knotted so tightly even he has trouble undoing it sometimes - but plays it off as needing a few moments to recover and allow Rosinante to finish his cigarette. And, well, there is one other problem...
"Where are we?"
Everything around them is featureless black forest. They're nowhere near a trail. He may not still be suffering visions of death and sensations of drowning but Cao Pi absolutely does not like this wide-open, exposed, defenseless feeling. It's too alike to the time he lost his face.
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Cao Pi isn't willing to get up and go so long as that thing is still lurking around, since it swiped his lantern pretty easily in the blink of an eye - and how, he wonders? when he keeps it knotted so tightly even he has trouble undoing it sometimes - but plays it off as needing a few moments to recover and allow Rosinante to finish his cigarette. And, well, there is one other problem...
"Where are we?"
Everything around them is featureless black forest. They're nowhere near a trail. He may not still be suffering visions of death and sensations of drowning but Cao Pi absolutely does not like this wide-open, exposed, defenseless feeling. It's too alike to the time he lost his face.