[ Sholmes watches the ents for another uneasy moment, then hesitantly returns his gun to its holster. He's just rising from his crouch when the shout echoes down from above. Before he can dive out of the way, Mikotoba barrels into the back of his knees, sending him sprawling forward into a face-full of plush cave moss.

If, for some reason, the ents had any notion that these interlopers might be a threat, this bumbling display is probably ample evidence to the contrary. ]

Bleh! Ptew! [ The detective pushes himself up on all fours, adjusts the bill of his hat, and wipes the grime from his face. ] Doctor! Didn't I tell you to wait, man?!

[ He shuffles around on his knees to face Mikotoba, giving him a cursory check for injury, then throws a look back over his shoulder to the ents. They look humanoid enough. Can they understand language? Well, better safe than sorry: ]

... Ha, ha. Please pardon the intrusion, erm-- [ A squint and raised brows. ] --gentlemen? What a lovely home you have here ... !