"Yeah, but you're not hoarding shit, you're hoarding the idea of shit," Scotty pointed out, still somewhat absently as he took a moment to glance around, to get a sense of where he was again. He knew that this conversation was a distraction, too, and he frowned as he turned his attention to Kiley once more.
"No, listen, I know this area. I jog out here sometimes, you get me? It's easier out here because there aren't as many trees and shit, so I get out here a lot, it's just... different. In this light." And it sure didn't help that he was nervous about monsters. He didn't think that they were lost, not really, but maybe he was distracted. Maybe they just weren't as close as he thought that they were. "Should we run?" he finally asked her, ready to maybe turn some of the responsibility over to Kiley. He wasn't sure that he believed that she'd push through it, but maybe...