Raven's Watch water up the nose

Long moments passed, perhaps well into minutes as he watched from the outcropping. The girl did not take notice of him, at least not yet, and perhaps that was for the best. Still, no one else turned up to collect her or otherwise dissuade her from her attempts—attempts that at first, Solpallur did not understand what she was doing. But through his study, he came to understand quickly. She was fishing. Poorly.

A frown settled onto his face, his expression so very down turned that he may as well have seemed far more grumpy than wary of her. Truth be told, he was always grumpy. Her frustration in every action did little to put an end to this and it was becoming apparent that no one was out to collect her yet. The next round of sneezing went on with fanfare and this too he watched, slowly creeping out from his cover to approach.

He made little sound to signify his arrival, not thinking about if he would startle her.

His gaze scanned past her to make sure he was not about to walk headlong into a clever trap.