That's why there's two of us. So we don't forget anything.

[Lenka tries to pack enough for himself and others, out of habit and caution, but he doesn't have an extra set of clothes; so between them they might have enough for a person and a half. It'll have to do, because they do need to get going: the sense of urgency isn't all just practicality, it's also impatience to get this over with.

He may not like where they're going or why they're going there, but the sooner they can shed some literal light on all the stranger-than-usual happenings of the past week, the sooner they can put this behind them. Hopefully.

Lenka leads the way out, jogging a little bit as he juggles his bag and shovel until he has them both properly tucked away. With everything he's carrying, he doesn't have a free hand to be reassuring, but he does make an effort anyway.]

I know most of the way through the orchard. Leave that part to me.

[He's not the one in charge of that part of the school, but the gardening club covers for each other enough that he's at least familiar with it.]