Puck stops mid-sentence, blinking. “...What?”

She glances at him as they walk. “Well, yeah, I mean... it’s kind of dismal out there, you know? That’s why command sent me. They like guests to have escorts." She continues, gesturing briefly at the plants around them. "The locals would be all over you, begging for money. Picking your pockets. Selling you cheap jun—”

“—Hey!” she exclaims, frowning as she realizes her companion is gone.

Puck has wandered a few steps away, climbing directly into the expensive greenery.

The girl seems uncertain as she watches him. “...Um. I’m pretty sure you’re not supposed to be up there...”

He smiles faintly. “I’m sure I’m not. But I’m afraid I’m notoriously nosy. Consider it a character flaw, I guess.”

He pushes through the brush, voice lowering. “Whenever I think somebody’s trying to keep me from seeing something... it makes me want to see it all that much m—”

He breaks off as he comes to a simple fence barrier, peering through links. His visible eye widens. “...Oh.”