[The thought of scavengers- or predators of any kind- hadn't exactly crossed his mind before. After all he hadn't come across anything aside from those odd little insects otherwise, but perhaps it was a bit presumptuous to assume nothing else lived out here. It's really all so strange, and a bit of a shame that he can't appreciate the setting more. Perhaps if they find shelter.

He glances towards Klaus, humming thoughtfully.]

That would certainly be unpleasant. I've got absolutely no survival skills, so I advise you don't look to me as a valiant savior against whatever creature we come across!