@passind // from here.
“uhhhhh...” zack’s a decent enough navigator when he’s calm enough to focus up, but the endless battles of late have him riled and subsequently struggling to string coherent thought together. he ventures a glance at their immediate surroundings: trees as far as the eye can see, sunlight barely clawing through the foliage to illuminate their way. the forest floor is riddled with branches and vines and crunchy with deadened leaves. it’d be a bad place to get attacked. at least he’s not alone. “all we can really do is keep goin’, right?” he suggests, a fraction less confidently than he’d like. soldier, keep on marchin’ on, huh? “or failing that, we just live here forever.”