The villain of the story appeared. Following a number of screams, Ban stepped through wet underbrush and over a few large tree trunks to find Knives, soaked and confused, much like the rest of them. He hiked a brow and stuck one pinky in his ear--as if the screaming could be gotten rid of in such an easy way.

"Relax~" He chided, looking fairly irritated. He was just as wet and nearly as drunk as she was--albeit, he looked irritated rather than dumbfounded. His getup wasn't approproate for that weather. "You must be another new recruit--dropped off all halfass like the rest of us."