Penny's first instinct was to go toward the friendly voice and she turned and stepped toward him. "It is quite misty, is it not? I'm over here!" she called, earning her a sharp look from her sister.
"We do not know if he is truly a friend," Gen hissed to Penny, to which Penny merely looked confused; she had never thought Gen to be so suspicious. Gen, it seemed, was eager to go forward and didn't want to wait.
"What if he needs help?" Penny asked quietly, holding her ground.