"Innit a wee bit weird? The no-fly situation." Steven was planning on collecting some local flora and fauna, just some leaves sandwiched in his book, and taking them back to the ship with him in case he or someone else can identify where they are. He wasn't too worried about dying at the camp but everyone else looked so traumatised and freaked out, he too felt like he'd be out of place if he wasn't on edge about everything.

"Oh dear." He struggles to stifle a bit of a laugh at the situation. "I brought a spare shirt if you want. Or maybe we can wash that out in a river or something." He's not sure what they'll come across.