"He can't have that many resources, he's alone in the forest," Seamus pointed out, though Roth's words did carry a little weight. Bole was awfully bolshy for someone who shouldn't have any tricks up his sleeve. Then again, he wouldn't be expecting them to actually come to him. He was probably only doing it to get a rise. "So in your professional opinion, he's got a plan? That crazy bastard out there?" Seamus nodded towards the forest, "What the fuck does he even want?"