[Terra shifts in place when Lavellan turns to him, sliding one foot back, almost scuffing it against the ground.]

I don't know. [He replies honestly, his eyebrows knitting together. He shakes his head and tries for a better answer.] Losing your world, everyone else losing theirs.

[He breathes out a soft, humorless 'heh'-]

Getting dropped from the sky.

[That sure doesn't help anything. Terra's shoulders lift in a slight, powerless shrug.]

I thought I should ask, that's all.

[But then he's looking back to the woods, staring off at nothing. It only takes him a second to come to a decision.]

You've got this covered. I'm going to go look for food and water. People shouldn't have to patrol on an empty stomach if there's anything we can do about it.