As they get closer, the voices resolve into two speakers.
"... we're doing this?"
"Because, if he is who he seems, we'll have a common enemy."
"And he'll trust us as much as the others did. I don't want to get stabbed again. And that's assuming he's here."
"You're still breathing, quit complaining."
"Well, pardon me for preffering my guts to be on the inside!"
And so forth. As they get closer, they quiet down. From his vantage point, Squits sees a pair of humans approach the cave, dressed in drab greens, browns and greys. One carries a bow, held down at his side, an arrow knocked, while the other has a pair of daggers in his belt.