"That's quite a lot of broad questions you're trying to answer by wandering into the woods," Edward muses, walking beside him. "You'll only get more confused. I'd narrow it down to something more specific—like, say, what might be lurking around out here beyond the town's limits, and how intelligent is it?"

He hopes it's not that intelligent, but then again, his luck led him to a frozen hellscape in the middle of fucking nowhere. So he's not really holding out a whole lot of hope here.