Bob had no clue who Loyal was, but he was of no concern now.

"Probably.", he answered. "I think someone does not want you to find anything."

Bob looked concerned, "No, I don't think so. Someone is trying to mess with your mind, probably to enslave you. You see, if they are trying to make you go crazy till you do everything they say without question."

Cressida was now seriously confused. The explanations went in a continuing loop, around and around.

She tilted her head, "Really?"

"I've never considered that option. No one can be that manipulative, can they?"

Cressida bit her lip worriedly.

Maybe I am crazy after all...

"Yes, really. If this person, or people, there might be more than one, caused some of this, they don't want you to know who they were, right?" He used some more logic.

"Yes they can be. I have manipulated quite a few people in my day." He replied.

He thought for a second. "How trusting do you consider yourself?"

She considered his statement, "Well.. that makes sense I guess."

Yet the fact that there were no other people, and that the mountains were a place no one really ventured kept appearing in her mind.

Cressida raised an eyebrow, "Huh. There's no honest people nowadays," she said. "What were your circumstances to manipulate them in the first place?" Cressida asked questioningly.

She frowned, "What do you mean? I have difficulty trusting anyone. Rarely trust anyone in fact."

Bob smiled. "I was hoping it might, I don't think as much as that often."

He made a quick look around. Something did not seem right, but Bob could not figure out what it was.

He raised an eyebrow back. "I agree, but I happened to be imprisoned by conpirators, which is not the best situation to be in."

'They were conspirators, but imprisoning me for evil intent.' Bob reminded himself.

"I mean, if someone's plotting against you, it's best to not trust anyone. I am glad you seem assured in yourself."

He looked back again. Some sixth sense was telling him, no, screaming at him that something was deadly wrong. But what could it be?

Cressida grinned, "Aww, well, it's pretty logical isn't it? A logical state of mind..."

She nodded, "Ah right, I see. Well I guess that's kind of alright then. It's only manipulating for evil intent which really get on my nerves."

Frowning slightly at his reactions, she asked, "What's wrong? Is there something there?"

Cressida looked around her as well but couldn't see or sense anything.

"Well...that might be happening to you, manipulation, so be careful." He said.

He looked back for a third time. "I hope nothings wrong, but my hopes seem to be falling short of reality. Something is screaming at me to watch out, but there seems to be nothing there. It is really a bother." Bob seemed very worried.

A thought came to mind. Bob's eyes popped with horror at the notion. If it was true...

She nodded, "Thanks for the concern."

Cressida narrowed her eyes slightly and looked back, "Right..." she said slowly, in a tone that suggested he was crazy.

Watching his reaction, she nearly burst into laughter as Bob's horrification turned to light, "What's the problem?" she asked, looking at him with an amused expression.

Loyal sat on a high tree branch, covered beneath the dense branches and leaves, but just in case his invisibility was on.

He watched, one of the two was definately Cressida but the other he did not know. Loyal decided that he'd might as well stay quiet.

Both of them seemed to realise that he was here, it won't be long until he'll be discovered. Quickly but quietly he shifted around to get a better look at them...

Bob looked at Cressida, "Haven't you ever felt that feeling before, like something isn't right?", he asked.

Bob calmed down immediately, he knew he was overreacting. But still, he knew someone was here.

"I'll show you.", he replied.

Picking up a nearby rock, he hurled it with high speed and deadly accuracy at the closest tree.