Redhawk Caldera Though persistence of transliminal circumpenetration does not seem to be the case.

His ear flicked toward her before his gaze did, and when he moved his eyes he realized how dry they were from staring. He blinked a few times, and licked his lips; his mouth was dry, and his tongue like sandpaper. Had he been asleep with his eyes open? It felt like it. 

"Hey," He responded quietly, though his voice was a bit hoarse. He cleared his throat, hoping that might help, and pushed himself up into a seated position, though his movements were slow, as though his muscles had grown weak. 

She, like the others, had gone out to hunt. He was disappointed to hear that the experience had been a letdown. "Oh....That kinda sucks," He said. She had likely wanted adventure, and a thrill- but it seemed as though it had not lived up to her expectations. "Didn't end up catching anything?" He asked, then.