[They make good time, or so she thinks... It's hard to tell when she can't see the sun through the trees. It must be late morning by now, but it still looks like it's the middle of the night down here, even as they walk along the stream. It's oddly peaceful, almost eerily so, the only sound the trickling of the water and their footsteps as they move along.]
A little strange... [She starts, eager to break the silence as she looks at the running water beside them.] How can something so calming also make me so nervous?
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A little strange... [She starts, eager to break the silence as she looks at the running water beside them.] How can something so calming also make me so nervous?