As soon as the rain starts pouring down, Lloyd groans mid-way through a sentence in his conversation with Sheena, feeling his hair deflate as fringe starts to fall in front of his eyes. He pats at his pockets, hoping he still has the one hair tie he usually kept around for Colette's sake, and pouts when he can't find it, only finding carving tools in one pocket, and the core crystal Kratos had entrusted him with earlier in the other.

("Taking him into town is a bad idea so... Would you watch him, please?" Kratos had asked, pressing Mithos' core crystal into Lloyd's gloved hand. Touched by the trust hidden in those few words, Lloyd nodded.

"I'll keep him safe.")

Grumbling, Lloyd starts to make his way under treetop cover, grabbing Sheena's wrist and pulling her with him. "You wouldn't happen to have a spare hair tie, would you?" He asks, petulant, when they're at least somewhat sheltered from the worst of the rain. "I can't find one! This sucks!"

And then. A noise.

Something incessant, on the fainter side of things, but still audible. It pulls at Lloyd's attention, distracting him from his whining, and causes him to furrow his brows, listening for where it's coming from. It sounds close, but he can't see anything worrying, least of all through all of this rain. "Do you hear that?"