Totoka River so many names i devour

Hux thinks he senses the man's mind wander; but perhaps this is his own mind playing tricks on him, a prejudice against those crazy fire-orange eyes that Hux hates so much. The thoughts pass without Witchdoctor missing a beat, answering innocently enough. Hux doubts the honesty in the response however, and it is all he can do not to narrow his gray eyes.

Being a chronic worrier, Hux begins to dislike the man's proximity to Drageda. This fear must be unfounded, but nevertheless, he decides to attempt gleaning more information, to soothe his anxiety, if nothing else. But first, he gets to his feet and swings his head around, observing the location of additional ragweed plants. "Need anymore of that ragweed? I'm gonna gather a little." it is an invitation for Witchdoctor to work alongside him, if he pleases. There is another weed a few yards to the left of where the males stand and Hux wanders over to it, asking his most pressing question first. "Uh, where you coming from? What pack, I mean?"

Honestly, Hux does not want to prolong this encounter much longer. He simply feels that knowing a bit more about the possible-madman will make him feel that he, and his pack, are safer.

He takes the weed close to the root and plucks it from the earth.