[Vash is unfamiliar with fog, as it stands. He knows that's probably what this is, jsut as he knows that something about it is wrong. He's never seen it before, but even he knows this isn't right. He draws closer to Wolfwood, almost pressing his back to the other man's as he turns around and watches behind them.
The smell isn't lost on him, though. And as soon as he's confident that nothing is presently following him, he turns forward once more. This is, unfortunately, where his need to care for others gets the better of him. He starts to press on a bit more urgently, goading Wolfwood even as he does.]
We need to hurry. Someone's hurt out here.
[Already, he's checking around trees as they pass them, as if he might find an injured person slumped against the nightmare boughs.]
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The smell isn't lost on him, though. And as soon as he's confident that nothing is presently following him, he turns forward once more. This is, unfortunately, where his need to care for others gets the better of him. He starts to press on a bit more urgently, goading Wolfwood even as he does.]
We need to hurry. Someone's hurt out here.
[Already, he's checking around trees as they pass them, as if he might find an injured person slumped against the nightmare boughs.]