[Lenka's always been more of the type to go his own way and accommodate for other people after the fact if need be, but there's something quiet and strange and compelling pushing him now to step forward when others falter, to answer questions as firmly as he can even if he doesn't have all the answers, and to show the way as best he knows how. If he stopped to think about it, he could probably work out the why, or at least the how, but he's not stopping.

As established, they're on a schedule.

The shovel is rather too large to fit into a pack, but he has it strapped to his back so it isn't as conspicuous, and a ready excuse should he be questioned. He does regret it a little when it bangs against his shin once or twice, though.]

Sometimes it's better not to know. [it's a mutter, the last remnant of his reluctance, but he's setting a good pace at the same time] But something is better than nothing. We're not the only ones looking.

[It remains to be seen if that's a good thing, but judging by the app, there's going to be a few more heads bent to this particular problem.]