Leo is thankfully not startled when she comes toward him, though immediately apprehension is coming off him in waves. He has to think of a way to end this conversation as soon as possible, before she feels any of his bad feelings.

“Yeah, well, wouldn’t want to attract anything,” he excuses, waving a hand to indicate the wilderness around him. The lie rolls naturally off his tongue, though it’s hampered by the feelings of anxiety that have been exposed by the tumbleweed’s magic.