Eventually, they turned back toward the open space leading out of the cluster, their footsteps slower, their attention already shifting elsewhere.
They were just about to leave the area entirely when Michael stopped.
It was abrupt enough that Rynne halted a step later and turned to look at him.
"What is it?" she asked.
Michael did not answer right away. His gaze was fixed on nothing in particular, eyes unfocused as his senses extended outward again. He frowned slightly.
"Rynne," he said, his tone casual but his posture anything but casual, "is there any kind of rock or stone that can block someone's senses?"
She blinked at the question, then relaxed a little.
"There are plenty," she replied, shrugging lightly. "But as long as the person sensing is strong enough, none of them can fully block perception. They just make it harder."
Michael's eyes narrowed.
"That's not what I asked. I should phrase myself better."
Rynne paused.
Michael turned to face her properly.
