Nodding his agreement, he lets his gaze sweep the surrounding jungle again, but when nothing jumps out at him, he returns his attention to Lucy. "It just has me a little on edge," he admits with a faint smile. He has to remind himself that Sam hadn't seen anything, hadn't noticed the green fuzz on her clothes and that Lucy hasn't seen anything either.

Just a trick of the light, perhaps.

"What's on edge?" Sam asks then, looking up from her toys.