Devon kept quiet. He knew better than to panic, but that didn't mean he wasn't at all worried. He was becoming more and more convinced that this had something to do with the dig site, but it was hard to draw conclusions when the few minutes before being strangely deposited in the middle of nowhere were a blur. But, speaking of blurs... "Hey, is that maybe someone?"

A short way away, just by the wall, stood a man in what looked... something like a white suit of armor, though of course, Devon had never seen anything remotely like it before. His arms were crossed and his eyes were closed - he was relaxed, like he'd just finished his duties and now had nothing better to do.

"He looks... not-mean." But maybe not quite nice, but like Devon would say that out loud...