human
Subaru:  A scary thought entered his mind, and he quickly checked to see if he had been wandering through the rainforest all that time only to end up back in the same spot. After a careful study of his surroundings, he confirmed he was in a different clearing. It was similar to the first meadow, but the grass here was taller. And the first meadow was surrounded by rainforest on all sides, but here there was only the jungle that he had stumbled out of. Before him, all he could see was the horizon. The sky seemed impossibly high, and staring at it made him feel unsteady on his feet, as if he might get drawn up into it if he wasn’t careful. But what caught his attention most of all wasn’t the sky. There was a spot in the meadow that had been cleared and was littered with camping tools… Put simply, there were signs that someone had been here.
gpt
Subaru:  Subaru’s body tensed cautiously, and his field of view narrowed. Fortunately, he couldn’t spot anyone at the simple campsite—only the traces of someone making camp. It was hard to imagine this was an elaborate trap. The question was, who had set up this campsite?
human
Subaru:  "The simplest answer would be…the person who killed me."
gpt
Subaru:  If the hunter was actively roaming the woods, then this was probably their base camp. Subaru realized he should immediately leave and get himself to safety. Whether it was in the woods or a clearing, the hunter was undeniably a dangerous person to run into. It was not unheard of for traditional hunters stalking the mountains to mistake a person for a deer and shoot them. But given the apparent skill of the hunter, it seemed impossible they’d mistaken him for a deer when he’d been shouting at the top of his lungs. The hunter was a dangerous enemy. That was the premise Subaru needed to act on. However…
human
Subaru:  "If I could snag at least a knife here…"
gpt
Subaru:  The underbrush was incredibly thick. He could really use a tool or two to make faster progress. Unfortunately, all he had on him was his trusty Guilty Whip, crafted from the remains of a powerful enemy. The clothes he had for dealing with the desert were in a strange way still somewhat useful in a jungle, but having some kind of blade would make a dramatic improvement in his ability to cut through the foliage. He just needed to get some kind of tool from this camp.
human
Subaru:  "There’s signs of a fire, and it’s rough…but I think that’s a bed?" He’d found the remains of a campfire and what looked like a mat of cut foliage beside it. Someone had spent time here for sure. The camp was otherwise empty, and Subaru couldn’t find anything noteworthy…
gpt
Subaru:  "If I could just find anything that can cut stuff…"
human
???:  "Oh. Looking for a blade?"