Micah felt like a sprinkler as he moved his head around, constantly watching his surroundings while waiting for Chris to recover. Although he had the hogs guard him, they were no guarantee that no Hungry Hog would find their way through and decide Micah was doing something he shouldn't.
And since he was in the cage, waiting for Chris, Micah wouldn't be able to do much should a Hungry Hog attack him. That was why he had to keep watch.
"...Mic– Sir?"
Micah's head whipped around at Chris' gravelly voice. He didn't even think too much about how Chris had accidentally said his name instead of using a formal title. Such things were nothing more than just that, a formality. And their situation made all formalities useless.
"Yep, it's me. We're here to save your sorry ass, Chris."
Micah went over and helped Chris up while also making sure he didn't hit his head on the cage's metal bars.
"'We'...?"
"Yeah. Me, Rego, Kairon, Art, and Tineya."
