"The raptors smelled me, so who knows? Hard to guess how these guys will react." He slowly grew thoughtful. "Or how connected they are to smell." Riku slowly looked down at himself. ...And pulled his legs up to keep history from repeating itself.

Riku had tried to keep his vest after his encounter with the raptors, and while he was wearing it, it wasn't in the greatest shape anymore. Despite his efforts, there were still stains from foliage and blood on the white fabric. It'd been stretched out in a few odd ways, making it look odd at a few angles. It was torn from attacks, and claws had torn one side of the zipper half off. While he liked that vest, it was time for it to go.

"Think if we run fast enough, it'd stick around something that smelled like me?" Riku had to smack away the little sauropod's head when it tried to eat his hair. "NO."