Tommy was doing something similar, moving towards the new voice. He could move quietly through the forest when he had to - he'd spent more than enough time with his Uncle Jake as he was growing up, after all, although not nearly as much time as Rach or JR - but sneaking up on new people when he had no idea who they were or what they could do seemed like a very stupid idea. So he settled for simply walking without trying to cover up where he was and gestured as he walked, his free hand confident in its controlled sharp movements despite the pain in the joints, and a shield formed around him.