S Y N T H N E O N

Never was one for the woods. Or camping.

[ How he ended up bloody lost in the woods was beyond him. How he got lost in the woods with a woman from another dimension -- that is a little less beyond him. Dimensions, planes of existence, none of that is really beyond him. Though it's rare he runs into someone who knows him and doesn't hate him.

That's more surprising than anything.

He looks at the compass in his hand. And sighs.

And then throws it over his shoulder. ]

Bloody useless thing.