A cold chuckle comes from another spot above you as he listens to you with some skepticism not sure if the heat of the desert sun cooked your brains and made you imagine all of what you said or what you are saying actually happened. Right now giving your erratic behavior he tends to lean towards heat stroke. "Noooooo. I feel much safer right where I am. Who knows what else you got hidden under that coat. What happened does sound pretty creepy and strange. Personally I would have never left if I knew there was a small boy in danger." He sighs. "Well given the stories I have heard from others who have been out in that  hot desert sun way too long, personally I think you imagined everything you saw."  He hides behind the tree a bit better sure you will not like his comment.