Baxter listened as Mikauri explained the situation and what her expectations were. He wasn't accustomed to taking orders from other people, as he had lived alone for so long, but he had the sense to acknowledge that our here, she was the expert. He had a little experience with small boats and canoes, on river and lakes, but the open ocean was another beast entirely. He hadn't gotten as far as he had by ignoring the advice and directions of people who knew more than him. He resolved to learn as much as could from each of the members of their new little group. You never knew when things wouldn't go to plan, especially with zombies. In turn he'd teach them all as much as he could to give them the best chance of survival.<br/><br/>The young guy, Lee seemed eager and seemed to know a fair bit about hunting and dog training at least. That was good, Baxter liked dogs, tough when he had tried to approach one of Lee's dogs, it had growled and he had backed off. Tangling with 15 dogs that size didn't seem like a good way to start things off with this new group.<br/><br/>Wanting to know more about the environment they were in, he followed Mikauri to the stern of the boat and stripped off his shirt while she changed into her bikini, though he kept his long cargo pants on. He knew it might slow him down swimming, but exposing as much skin as she was, when there were flesh eating zombies that infected with a bite seemed... unwise. At the very least his ankles would have some protection. Remembering her ground rules, he waited for further instructions.