The sound of Lucas crawling to her side has Hazel starting just the slightest amount, and it takes a moment for her gaze to move from the trees to her fellow junior. She shifts into a squat, letting out a low, quiet sigh, even as her lips remain quirked into something of a wry smile.

"...mimics, out by the trees. Anon got rid of 'em, though."

There's a momentary pause in her words as she considers sharing a bit more - ultimately, she figures she might as well. It's not like it's that personal, or surprising, that they'd try to lure her out with a friend.

"Still trying to get people to come to them, like we're dumb enough to fall for that shit. One sounded like Micah."