Douglas took the offered hand and let himself be led out into the forest.  From the way she described their situation, things did not look good.  It sounded like something from a fantasy adventure film, but he realized it was quite real here.  He listened attentively, trying to pick up any information which he could.  He knew he could offer to help, but he wasn't sure how much help one man could be.  It wasn't like he had munitions in his pack or had the authority to demand military aid from back home.  As it was though, he did not think he could turn his back on their plight.  It was obvious he was meant to be here and that he had a part to play.<br/><br/>The forest was full of strange trees with unfamiliar leaf shapes.  He reached out with his free hand to touch the trunks and leaves, marveling that they even felt different from back home.  From the looks of the trees he was guessing that most of them were deciduous, but it was hard to know for sure.  After all, this was not his world.  Some of the leaves looked to be changing color already, and a few were on the ground, under his feet.