[She'd been surprised when the man had emerged from the underbrush; he was larger than she'd expected from a space that, seconds ago, had seemed empty. He speaks harshly, and the partner he's been assigned seems desperately afraid. She raises her hands, but stands her ground—if he's allowed to keep his own terrified partner, she'll keep hers.]

You're not making any rules out here. Just let us carry on our way and we'll leave you be. You can starve in your hole like rats. We'll find other reasonable people and all escape.