[He flinches, eyes screwing shut as the bright light momentarily hits his retinas. He blinks rapidly to clear away the eruption of phosphenes behind his eyelids, even if it takes a moment for the odd colors to clear from his vision.]

Hey. So, uh, maybe we picked a bad time for this. 'Cause all I can see is, um - trees, trees, and more trees. And shadows, can't forget those.

[He shrugs tiredly. His own appearance is pretty unassuming - a heavyset guy in a shirt and jeans, phone still in hand. The light might throw the dark circles beneath his eyes into heavier relief, but seeing as he's tromping around out here when it's dark, that might be self-explanatory.]