[He clips the black bayard to his belt and follows after Hunk up the sloping path he dug. Once they're out in the open air he snatches his pack up from the edge. Keith yanks his hood back as the mask disengages.

Compared to how Hunk saw him last, he looks a little older and more slightly more toned. He shoulders his pack and pauses.] Hunk. Did you find any sort of pack near you with your name on it? There should be one.

That rabbit you dreamed about is real. Seems like they leave these packs, [He jerks on the strap of his.] To help us.