[He squints at the vines wrapping around something he can't see. He'd thought he'd heard someone approaching before. Whatever they're grabbing isn't an adult.

He doesn't have long to wonder as he pushes himself up off of the grass. The vine seems a little confused once the sorry is said. He's spent twice wrapped up in the vines by now. Shiro walks over to inspect where it has him held fast.]

It's fine. I was scouting. If the vines mind, it's probably because they got startled.

...I think.

[Time to test a theory. He reaches out to lightly pat a vine that reaches out make life more difficult the already grabbed teenager.] Come on, he's already visible. You don't need to help.

[It paused like a dog that got popped on the nose.]