Suddenly their foe is behind them with the sickening sound of a hollow body hitting the ground and then the cracking sound of splintering wood. Kurt whirls as the tree-man begins speaking and Gary tries to dodge the vine, falling into a crouch of his own that will allow him to easily jump from any attack aimed at him. Or at least any he sees.

'An X-Man.' he says, so this man knows of him and his team. Perhaps he's even a mutant himself. It might be worth trying to talk. He's terrifying to look at, it's true, but some of his classmates can be as well and they all are good people. He has to find out, before this escalates.

"Yes. Please, we're just hungry. We didn't intend to steal... well we did, but not- I mean-" Kurt makes an impatiently frustrated noise, angry at himself that he can't say what he needs to, angry at the damn sword for not coming out of the rock, angry at Gary for this stupid idea in the first place, angry at the Arena for existing. He's just angry.

"Let us go and I won't have to hurt you."