He nods shortly, just a quick jerk of his head as his insides go chilly. For when we get Neil out. That's assuming a lot. And what condition will be he in? Just what is the aftermath of this going to be?

"C'mon," he says, getting to his feet. There's a stream a little ways away, running at a good clip and not looking or smelling too dangerous. They'd picked the site partially because of it. He glances back at Florence and calls, "We're gonna refill the canteens. Back in a few."