Yeah, sure I'm a detective, but I've never had to investigate a damn forest before. This is maybe, what, the second one I've ever seen in my entire life? Up close and personal?

[ he grumbles just a bit more as he walks the perimeter of the clearing, each footstep feeling uncomfortably heavier than the last. this forest makes you all kinds of... exhausted... or hot and somewhat bothered. enough that juno's shoulders are itching underneath the layers he keeps on, along where his blaster is strapped. he turns to take a look at ren before walking over to meet him, having found nothing too remarkable in the area he'd been pacing.

but the closer he gets to ren, well, there's something to be found there by the time he meets him, shoulder to shoulder.

and there's no real preamble to what he does next, reaching out with a hand and taking a free cluster of strands of ren's hair, holding it up a bit. against his fingers, there's a fine sort of powder, scattered among the strands. it's too much to have been dumped on him, rather...

he tilts his head. ]

You've got this stuff on you.

[ his touch lingers, if only because he totally has to keep looking right? fingers draped in red strands of hair, eyeing the fine granules that look like motes of dust. ]