Prefect

[Prefect hasn't used his time wisely at all. He's mostly been dividing his time between looking for people, and reminding himself that none of this is real, no matter how nice it looks. He gives a slight nod at the Masters suggestion for where they should start looking.]

Okay, which way is the forest.

[Then he frowns]

Wait, aren't there wolves in the forest?

[Prefect doesn't care for wolves.]