"I see." Seth cast a disapproving look to Bret. "Well, we should all be getting back." He said in a light but firm tone as he turned to continue his path, toward the den. It was still a bit of a trek, and what rain came through the canopy was growing cold as the day grew late.<br/>Bret grumbling moved to follow, rubbing the sore spot on his chest where Seth had stepped on him. "Weren't you supposed to be bringing a young girl, back?" He asked Seth after some time spent walking in silence.