[Oh, that'll be a good story over drinks one day. A lot of drinks. Arno huffs a little, but doesn't say anything at first. His head turns down to one end of the hallway and then the other, squinting slightly as if he's looking for someone, or something. In truth, he's using his Eagle Vision to see what way would be better to travel.
The answer comes to him rather quickly- there's four more creatures to their left, and only two to their right. Time to take the path less occupied.]
Yes, but- we should go right. Less company that way.
[He doesn't explain why or how he knows, he simply moves, expecting Nate to follow after him. Arno easily forgets that no one knows about his sight, or that he can see things through walls; but even if he were to try and explain it to Nate, they simply wouldn't have time.
He does, however, ask another question.]
How are you looking on ammunition?
[It's rather important that they at least know how well they're supplied in this case.]
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The answer comes to him rather quickly- there's four more creatures to their left, and only two to their right. Time to take the path less occupied.]
Yes, but- we should go right. Less company that way.
[He doesn't explain why or how he knows, he simply moves, expecting Nate to follow after him. Arno easily forgets that no one knows about his sight, or that he can see things through walls; but even if he were to try and explain it to Nate, they simply wouldn't have time.
He does, however, ask another question.]
How are you looking on ammunition?
[It's rather important that they at least know how well they're supplied in this case.]