Lloyd had briefly lost his interest in Grenadine and he looked at Boyce's angered contours, yet he didn't understand them. They stood still for several minutes, looking about. Lloyd made Grenadine squat down and he readied his gun for defence. He and Boyce looked around their immediate proximity but saw nothing. They became edgy. Lloyd looked at Grenadine's calmness and helped her up from the ground. He was proud that she could keep her courage when their's was waning. Boyce watched both of them with amazement as they sluggishly milled their way in their intended direction. He followed once again being the eyes for the entire party. Time passed and the forest grew dark for the second time. Night was again, at hand. Boyce was not at all pleased. "Lloyd!" Boyce cried out. "We should seek a shelter!" Lloyd nodded to him and they reconnoitred the entire area around them, in search of some place. The only shelter available, with any degree of safety offered to them was a gigantic bird's nest. "Should we try it?" Boyce asked with his answer already suggested in his tone. "We couldn't find better in this light!" With Lloyd's answer, they took out their lasers and sliced several dozen rungs into the tree leading up to the branch with the nest. "Well?" Boyce thrust his hand up at the tree. "Tonight we'll be sleeping with the gremlins." Grenadine gave Boyce a strange glare of disapproval and Lloyd smiled because he thought it looked amusing. "We go up in a moment!" said Lloyd then went a few meters from the tree to urinate. Boyce came up beside him and did the same, taking his first opportunity to speak to Lloyd about the girl, since they took her along. "Your mind hasn't been on the journey." he told Lloyd. "This place is dangerous and you've fully dropped your guard." Lloyd didn't say a word while Boyce spoke. They both finished urinating and Lloyd began to turn but Boyce stopped him. "Haven't you given any thought on how or why she came to be in this forest?" Lloyd was still quiet in such a way as to seem like he was ignoring Boyce. "You don't believe that story that she gave us, do you?" Boyce demanded and answer. Look, Boyce! She's a very nice and beautiful woman. We can't leave her here to die!" "Yes, Lloyd, but don't you see? -- She shows no apprehension about being in this place!" He stopped his monotonous whisper and pointed to her. "Look at her Lloyd, does she look frightened to you?" Lloyd glanced over at the woman but he couldn't see what Boyce was talking about. All he could see was Grenadine leaning against a tree with her arms crossed and her eyes staring straight ahead. Lloyd walked away from Boyce and soon was helping her climb up the rungs towards the branch where the nest was resting. Boyce watched them climb. He was disturbed when Lloyd never came back down to get his pack.