"Well, I'm turning in for the night. I'm getting tired." He commented towards the others with a hint of disinterest, making sure to maintain a detached demeanor. Inhaling deeply, he begrudgingly acknowledged the pleasant scent of the surrounding pine trees and the crackling sound of the campfire.

Approaching the tent, he couldn't help but notice that Oz had already taken the initiative to set up their area, complete with cozy heated sleeping bags. Rolling his eyes slightly, Liam appreciated the considerate gesture while simultaneously feeling annoyed that someone else had done it before him.

"Hey, thanks for setting up," Liam expressed with a tinge of sarcasm as he placed his belongings down. Pausing to observe Oz, he tried to gauge their emotions with a perceptive glance.

"I guess you had fun today, huh? I mean, you did seem to enjoy yourself at the campfire." The tone of his voice was laced with sarcasm, making it clear that he wasn't entirely convinced of Oz's enjoyment.

Liam shifted slightly within his sleeping bag, feeling somewhat uncomfortable with the silence that followed. He knew he wasn't the best at socializing, but he figured he should at least try to connect with someone who seemed just as awkward as himself.

"I think it was alright, I suppose," he admitted reluctantly. Then, unable to resist the urge to criticize, he continued, "Though, I must say, it would have been much better if we didn't have to listen to those idiots sing off-key all night." He rolled his eyes, hoping that Oz would appreciate his sarcastic commentary.