[By the time she says that, Sokka is in this very weird and compromising position, half-turned around, half-stooped to try to grab his boomerang. He freezes in place, doing exactly what he's told; ... that position is going to get really uncomfortable really fast. Though he does turn his head to Tharja to look at her before sighing.

He would have to run into the weird folk in the forest. Robbers? Bandits? Dare he even ask?]

Look, I don't know what you're thinking, and I don't want to bother you if I'm intruding. I just want to find that rabbit and head back home.

[Though fat chance he's going to find it now.]