Alex felt like he'd been sleepwalking through the fields of blueberries for the past twenty minutes, his footsteps getting heavier and slower with each passing second, and he couldn't even remember why he'd struck out into the fields in the first place anymore. Simply that he had to keep moving forward.

A simple enough mission that he could do even in his sleep. Quite possibly might even actually wind up doing in his sleep, if his eyes got any heavier. He was so tired even his ankle had stopped hurting, at least until said ankle snagged roughly against a dozing man in the fields, and then between the sudden arcing pain and swift, instinctual reaction necessary to keep from tripping forward onto said man, Alex was suddenly and violently awake again.

And left to stare down somewhat helplessly at the stranger seemingly passed out in front of him. Hopefully. Hopefully dozing. He honestly wasn't in any sort of hurry to find a dead body, really.

Hesitantly, he nudges gently at the man with one toe, speaking just as softly. "Sir? I don't think you should sleep out here. It doesn't seem... safe." Somehow that word felt right to him. It wasn't safe. None of this was safe. They should both leave the fields as quickly as possible.