There's honest apology there, though she wouldn't really have done anything else, either. From a distance, she wasn't sure who he was, or what he was, for that matter. The wilds might be a place she feels at home in, but she also expects danger to be behind the next tree. She has too many memories of machines, many of which would attack on sight. And, let's face it, Lantar is a little metallic-looking.
Aloy crouches down near him, picking up the tarp in an attempt to help clean up from her arrival.
"Of course they don't want us out here," she says, darkly. "They can't see us here. That's all the more reason to be here."
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There's honest apology there, though she wouldn't really have done anything else, either. From a distance, she wasn't sure who he was, or what he was, for that matter. The wilds might be a place she feels at home in, but she also expects danger to be behind the next tree. She has too many memories of machines, many of which would attack on sight. And, let's face it, Lantar is a little metallic-looking.
Aloy crouches down near him, picking up the tarp in an attempt to help clean up from her arrival.
"Of course they don't want us out here," she says, darkly. "They can't see us here. That's all the more reason to be here."