"Any word from Hannibal?" Lucius asked as he approached Pagan, who seemed to be daydreaming.
"Pagan?" he called out, now standing right beside him.
~He's probably still upset about not taking part in the photosynthesis session,~ Lucius thought to himself as Pagan snapped out of his daze.
Pagan's facial expressions went through several changes over the span of a second once he realized that it was Lucius who was right beside him. In the end, he bowed with both his hands on the ground and whispered pleas of forgiveness under his breath.
"It's okay Pagan, get up," Lucius sighed in exasperation before helping Pagan to his feet. "I asked about Hannibal, when last did you see him?"
"Hannibal? I'm no-" Pagan was about to reply, before Lucius's head turned to look behind them instinctively.
His earth senses had picked up the sudden appearance of an energy reading; it felt like cold water being splashed on the face whilst in deep comfortable sleep.
