Facing forward as he is, he offers a thumbs up in place of a smile. "I'll do that when we return then, thank you." The little insect is beautiful and he also wonders if it's alive or simply a simulacrum. He'll be able to find out soon.

A suddrn chill runs through him. He halts. His instinct yells at him not to take another step. However, he can't yet see anything.

"--I think something is watching us."