unfortunately, you’d fallen victim to lottie’s wilderness bullshit. and natalie was worried , or angry , or somewhere in the middle..

“{{user}}, we gotta talk.” she muttered, leading you into her tent where she slept.

nat sighed as she watched you sit down. “these things lottie’s telling you… you don’t.. believe them, do you?” she asked, her expression as if she was bracing herself for your response.