[Bryan hasn't seen anything quite like that before. He's met a computer program when he'd first arrived, a dude with horns, too. He figures the description is more than enough that he'll know exactly what Daryl's talking about.]
Got it.
[He takes the net, spreading it out and adjusting the way he's holding it. Handmade, sturdy. If they come his way, he should be able to snag one.]
I'll go that way. [Nodding before moving, he heads a little away from Daryl, crouching down so that anything that's flushed out won't see him and skip running his way.]
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Got it.
[He takes the net, spreading it out and adjusting the way he's holding it. Handmade, sturdy. If they come his way, he should be able to snag one.]
I'll go that way. [Nodding before moving, he heads a little away from Daryl, crouching down so that anything that's flushed out won't see him and skip running his way.]