Though it may have been a joke at his expense Jacque took pride in Reema's remark regarding how his appearance might have served to draw the attention of beasts. The armor he wore was one that he himself had painstakingly collected the components for, and as such, he tended to it just as much as he did his weapon. As the trio moved farther and farther away from the world of man Jacque became a little less animated, making very little sound save for the occasional sigh of contentment or the odd sniff to see what scents the breeze carried with it. This was true bliss for the hunter. He may have relished the feeling of being in a village, but absolutely nothing could compare with being in the wild: The open space, the variable scents and sounds, and the view of the beasts as the roamed free, it all resonated with Jacque in ways he could never describe in words. 

The thought of fighting a Rathalos out here, however, was very easy for Jacque to describe, "[b]It'd certainly be a difficult battle. Plenty of open sky for the king to take flight for an advantage. No dense forest would mean that it'd have no issue making split second movements by land or air either. Winning a fight like that out here would certainly be something to remember. Still, the sky kings aren't what I would be most worried about meeting out here.[/b]". Jacque gestured to the grazing herd of Aptonoth, briefly chuckling as he watched a few of the older infants play in between the bodies of their elders, "[b]I'd more so be worried about running across a Deviljho. The ravenous beasts are highly nomadic since their extreme metabolism forces them to devour anything that can't run away quick enough. A herd like this? Full of younglings? Easy pickings.[/b]". To Jacque all monsters were sacred, but there were only a few that he truly feared. The deviljho was one such monster- a hyper predator that dethroned and devoured nearly anything that stood in its path. 

He felt a chill go up his spine at the thought of running across the creature out here with him so unprepared for true combat. Jacque forced himself to brush aside his fear as he considered where he believed the trio's next move would be. The sea was definitely a place he wanted to visit soon, it showed it his eyes as he peeked over Reema's shoulder and they lingered on the patch on the map. He wanted to see if he could find his true quarry, but not yet. He was still too inexperienced, not to mention woefully under equipped. If he was to visit the sea it was to be done with a hunt in mind. "[b]I say we go to the caves for now.[/b]" He reached over Reema's shoulder and tapped the spot on the map with a nod, braids bouncing with the action, "[b]Might be a good place to dig up some mushrooms for later. I may not be familiar with the lay of the land here but unless i'm wrong, mushrooms like to grow where there is little light, yes?[/b]".