After the boat crash, Lara ended up separated from the rest of her crew. The sun had departed, allowing for the moon to make its presence known. She had set up a fire to keep warm, her tank top not doing much in regards to warmth. Rustling from some nearby foliage catches her attention, her head snapping up from the flames and catching a glimpse of what looks like another human.

Having prior encounters with the inhabitants of Yamatai, she grabs her bow and readies an arrow, attempting to see through the darkness and trees. Your head comes into view and as wary as she is - within reason - she doesn’t immediately fire. “Who are you?” she calls out, voice firm with just the slightest waver to it. She’s scared but determined.