The guy took hold of the water bottle and moved over to a log just several steps away.  Lucius glanced down at the distasteful pile of vomit, which had traces of blood in and on it thanks to the guy's bloody nose. Lucius stood straight, making sure to keep his bag with him, so the stranger couldn't take it a second time, and he too moved then, just a few steps aside from it, so it didn't smell that strong anymore. There he crouched, rumbling through his bag until he got to the package of sweets he wanted. He opened up a bag full of toffees and started munching on them. Though politeness urged him to offer it to the stranger, he wasn't about to offer his energy reserve to that guy. He had already offered the guy his water, and who knew how much the guy would actually drink of it. And he didn't really dare to reclaim it, since his plan to get the gun out of the game had failed. It was as if the guy had known Lucius wanted to throw away the gun. Or was it logical to keep hold of the gun and not put it down? Lucius didn't know, he had never had a gun and he surely didn't feel inclined to get one either. Nasty things, those guns.  Personally, he liked daggers and swords more. But not to use, just to decorate rooms with. Lucius was far from a fighter in any other way than whilst cosplaying or larping, though those were rare situations.<br/><br/>As Lucius eagerly ate the toffees, he kept a watchful eye on the stranger.  The guy still looked unhealthy, but less bad than moments ago. It seemed the vomiting had helped the guy somewhat, just as the water had. It was good to see, well.. Sort of good to see. Lucius didn't wish anything bad upon the man, but the better the man felt, the more of a threat he'd become to Lucius. Normally Lucius didn't view people like that, but he reckoned it already took a different mindset to actually have a gun like that one and take it along. Why would one take it along if they didn't plan on using it? Then it would be useless.. So it was safe to assume the guy was in some sort of shady business. Cops wouldn't take a guns like that, nor would they look like that, or would they?<br/><br/>Then Lucius stopped his thoughts, realizing they were getting quite judgemental about the guy, whilst in all honesty, he just didn't know this person. He couldn't know what the guy was like. All he knew, was what he had seen and it was futile to let his mind run off like that, almost giving him paranoia about each move the guy made. It was just silly. He realized that this whole situation was challenging him and putting him on edge.<br/><br/>"Mhm?" Lucius turned his head as the guy started talking. He stilted his head somewhat, causing a sharp stab of muscle ache to shoot through his body. He lay his hand partly on his shoulder and neck, trying to massage it to get the pain away.   "Look mate," Lucius started, as he released a sigh, "If I had known where this place is, I wouldn't have asked you minutes ago. I surely wouldn't have stayed here either. Nothing against you, but it's not really a hobby of mine to get lost in forests and meet a dude on edge with a gun." Lucius replied, trying to keep it light, but some frustration was showing.<br/><br/>"We already got to the conclusion that we both fell from the sky." Lucius chuckled at it, shaking his head. It was just all too absurd to conceive. He almost wondered whether he had accidentally taken in drugs or something. That actually, he wasn't here in this strange forest with this possibly dangerous dude, but he was actually tripping in his bedroom or on his couch. Man, that should be fun to watch, acting like the living room would be this forest and.. oh my, what damage would he have made, when 'falling' from the sky?<br/><br/>"I wouldn't mind some answers either. The thing is, I don't have answers. I don't know why I got here, I don't know where we are.. I don't even know if this is all real or whether I'm having a hallucination of some sort..." Lucius sighed, rummaging through his bag again until he found his phone. He unlocked the screen and attempted to connect, but there was no signal at all. Though this model should have a signal everywhere on earth, it should even have a signal in the deepest seas and caves..  With another sigh he tried to open up the compass. For a moment the screen showed normally, before the arrow started to twist around insanely, unable to decide what North and South was. "...weird.." Lucius mumbled. He knew these things all pointed towards it that he wasn't on earth anymore, just like other things had already told him. But he was in denial. The illusion that this actually was earth, meant  there was still a chance to get back home. The realization that this wasn't earth anymore, also brought the horrible realization that they'd probably be left to their own devices, unable to reach out for help, unable to get back to their civilization.. And then the question arose, what beings would life here, as obviously, the air seemed good enough for them, then it should be good enough for other life forms too. And how about food, about water? There was no guarantee they could even find what they needed to survive. Everything here could be pure poison to them and living on the mere supplies he had.. well.. they wouldn't last long then.. He remained silent, as he no longer fought the realization, letting it sink in. He stared at his phone screen, the hope that it would suddenly give off a signal, the hope that it would suddenly receive messages or even simple show a working compass, was slowly dying with each moment.