Regan chuckled to him and rolled her eyes, amusement painted across her face. "It's alright," she chuckled to him before shaking her head at him with a happy hum. "I think it could cure illnesses and raise mountains, just personally," she mused to him with a bit of a laugh, then shook her head as she finished off her food.

Tyler laughed quietly, deciding not to comment more. He finished the food and closed his eyes a moment, savoring the flavor. Then Tyler looked around to see people leaving again. Where were they going? It seemed one person wasn't moving... what was his name. Mitch? No. Mike? No. Marvin? No. Tyler was horrible at remembering names. Maybe it started with an N... Neil?

Regan gave a breath of a chuckle before shaking her head. Well, if Tyler liked her food, then that was fine... she felt kinda good about it. She noticed everyone walking off once they'd eaten... but she felt kind of rough about it. They'd barely spoken to her before leaving them again. She cast a worried look at Tyler before frowning. "It's bothering me now," she complained.

"yeah... but the one guy is still here. Mitch Mike Marvin or Neil... one of those." Tyler said quietly, arching an eyebrow and glancing at Regan before continuing to watch people disappear into the brush. "Okie dokie, ima follow em." Tyler muttered, standing up and grabbing his leather jacket from where it hung, slinging it on. Daggers clinked inside the jacket as Tyler started forward, looking back to see if Regan was coming or not.

Regan looked over to the guy and that he was still there... he looked a little bit shell shocked. She furrowed her brows. "Should we make sure he's alright?" She asked quietly with a cocked head. She frowned quietly before looking at him again with a huff. Her eyes widened to him before darting after him. "Wait a sec, Tyler," she murmured quietly before sighing gently. "We don't know what they're doing," she told him quietly.

Tyler stopped and turned back. "Exactly. And I'm going to find out." He said quietly, unsheathing a dagger before continuing into the brush. Tyler silently followed the people, peering around the bushes and darting around trees. (You can figure out what/where they are going and what they are going to do, since you thought up them leaving... and I am bad at thinking up stuff like that haha)

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Regan frowned at him, hissing his name as she tried to get him to stop, but he wasn't listening. "Tyler," she hissed again, but she didn't get so much as a glance. She followed him reluctantly, gently grabbing the back of his shirt as they got to a clearing, where it seemed everyone was stopping. "At least wait for me," she complained, her brows furrowed as she l looked around.

Tyler stopped as he felt a tug on the back of his shirt. "I'm waiting" He said quietly, a slight smile coming onto his face at her furrowed brows. Tyler glanced around in the clearing, trying to figure out what everyone was doing. He stayed in the shadows mostly behind a tree, waiting to see what they would do.

Regan was clearly a bit worried... whatever they were doing, they didn't want either of them to know. She kind of kept her hand clasped around his shirt, but hid behind a tree as she peered across the place. She felt her heart drop at the sight. They'd essentially just been pitting rabid animals against each other, forcing them to rip one another to shreds. What was awful, was that they couldn't feel the pain... they didn't care... one of them had lost a leg and was still fighting for its life. When one finally, inevitably, fell to the ground, they simply had more ready to throw in. It seemed like they were getting a kick out of it... but the worst part, was when they brought two of the group members that had been missing out... they were both completely out of it, and forced into anger just the same way as the animals had been. Regan felt her stomach churn as they started to dig into each other, having to hold a hand over her mouth so that she didn't actually let anything come up. The girl looked at Tyler, her eyes wide. So, that was what was happening to the missing people... they weren't missing, not in the slightest.

Tyler watched what was happening, his gaze slowly widening. He finally kind of just put a hand on Regan's shoulder, turned around, and silently headed away. He would do something about this, but not now. Tyler got back to camp and sat down at the table, putting his head in his hands. He didn't even know what to say. Was there even a way to comfort Regan now? *Aw, it ain't that bad* Just didn't seem to cut it. Tyler really was horrible at speaking... so he just sat there for a while, shocked