Tentative as he'd been to venture off into the darkness surrounding him when he awoke, Ienzo had found that there wasn't much to be accomplished by pacing in circles indefinitely and decided to make an attempt to explore, at least. It wasn't exactly proving an easy task, though. The lack of landmarks was an obstacle, for one, as was the fact that you can't leave scent trails on nothing, and how every time he started to wonder how exactly to get back to where he started he would immediately find himself there again regardless of how far he had walked.

It's all actually quite fascinating, really, but frustrating in equal measure and he's just wondering who else might be here if anyone when when he stumbles, abruptly, into somewhere entirely new.

"Oh," he says, taking a moment to blink away the acute disorientation that comes with simply appearing someplace suddenly. "It's you."