[Sion scowls, annoyed by the arrogance and attitude and it's so familiar and therefor it's really fucking annoying. He pushes himself to his feet because having his arm hanging between them is stupid. As he does he looks up, frowns as something catches his eyes.]

Shut up. What's that?

[He jerks his chin towards a small pouch hanging in the upper branches of the tree. It's black, it doesn't stand out in the twilight of the forest.]