The Clone had survived in this forest for a month with a sharpened stick and three stone cups he'd carved by hand over the course of a week. His clothes were basically rags by the end and he slept on a tree branch twenty meters above the ground every night because anything lower meant death.
Eren walked into the same forest with a folding camping chair strapped to his backpack.
He also had two kobold scimitars on his belt, a composite bow Rosa had ordered online with a quiver of twenty arrows, his drone in a padded case, three full water bottles, a bag of dried fruits and nuts from Migros, a first aid kit, a flashlight with spare batteries and a pair of binoculars.
The Clone would have killed someone for binoculars.
I'm basically glamping in a death forest.
