[Then point him in the direction of the crime bears omg

That look on Thoma's face makes him smirk before it develops into an outright laugh, pleased with how he's gotten him to react to that. Childe sets his large pack down to open it and start retrieving the items they'd need to set up here, two collapsible stools for them to sit on, collapsible fishing rods that fit in his backpack too (listen technology is awesome, all he needs now is that fishing stabilizer he's got back at home,) a box of lures.

No need for anything to make a fire with besides kindling, which can be picked up off the ground or off of trees- and Thoma can be the match, so he doesn't worry about that for now.]

Hahaha, just one they tell young children to keep them from running too far off into the woods and getting lost. You never know what you'll find- the woods around my hometown is filled with plenty of wolves, and they won't hesitate to chase you down, believe me. I imagine it's probably similar here...

[Minus the hole to the Abyss, of course, but who's keeping track.]