Emberwood victory's contagious

It seemed everyone he was going to meet had no idea what he was talking about, and worse yet they were all critics. Was it really that hard to understand, apparently so. Here he was again staring into the face of ignorance. At least she was polite enough to ask though, right?

Say? The skies didn't talk "well, they don't say anything. It's more like. ..they show me where to go" Lifting his head to look at the sporadic blue sky that broke through the canopy above for a short time trying to remember the patterns he'd seen. "I guess it's sort of like following a scent, you just need to know what to look for." he looked back at the girl. "they don't usually steer me wrong." Except of course, he was lost, alone, almost starving, and had no idea what he was doing.
Maybe he was a little crazy.