"Well, don't mean to be grumpy, just don't want to get you all this far to have you blown into ten million pieces." He told them, there then a calling out infront of them.
"Who, the hell, goes there!?" A scraggly fox yelled from up infront of them, cocking his shotgun.
"Peter, put your gun down! Its me and some friends seeking refuge." Halfeb yelled at him.
"Friend or foe?" Peter yelled back, before Halfeb grabbed his gun and pointed it the other way.
"Ignore him guys, he's special in the head." He told them as he continued on. "Oh don't stress about following me footstep for foot step anymore, it was just that part that had land mines."