Anyone looking in the direction of Lyle's pod will notice him for a brief moment before he flickers out of sight. He's confused, covered with goo and, most of all, naked. A little caution is automatic.
As he looks around, his heart drops into his stomach and his breath hitches. This place looks familiar. He'd caught a glimpse of something like when he'd been caught by the Blight. A quick look around and he spots others hatching as well and no sign of any rescuers.
It's no surprise that he instantly dislikes and distrusts Stacy. He's also not happy about the floor being alive--it means his footsteps, no matter how soft, can be felt.
He is a Legionnaire, though, so his first order of business is figuring out who and how he can help.
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As he looks around, his heart drops into his stomach and his breath hitches. This place looks familiar. He'd caught a glimpse of something like when he'd been caught by the Blight. A quick look around and he spots others hatching as well and no sign of any rescuers.
It's no surprise that he instantly dislikes and distrusts Stacy. He's also not happy about the floor being alive--it means his footsteps, no matter how soft, can be felt.
He is a Legionnaire, though, so his first order of business is figuring out who and how he can help.