<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4da6">"Boohoo, führen Sie den Weg, wenn Sie über ein wenig Wasser weinen wollen."</span><br/><br/>So she was going to be like that, of course she was. Hard headed, stubborn, obnoxious, and just plain difficult, those were words he used to describe her often. Of course right at this moment they seemed to apply. Henrik was self centered though, so of course he saw things like that. He didn't notice how he generally played into the favor of their parents, while she was generally the ire of them. Of course it wasn't all sunshine and roses between Henrik and their parents, while they admired his success and fame, they also saw how lazy he was. With Veda they hated how she didn't want to follow in their footsteps, though they did at least admire her work ethic. It made them wish they could just combine their two children into one.<br/><br/>Henrik had never really been nice to Veda though, there were plenty of moments to prove that over the course of time. He had tried to trick her into doing things for him when they were growing up. A clear showing of his charisma and laziness all in one. It wasn't like he was stupid at all either, he had gone to school and done well, went on to study theater, and his acting skills really weren't all that bad, he just simply had a different personality. Of course driving Veda nuts was one of the things he did enjoy doing in his off time, and he felt in some ways that she got a kick out of doing the same thing back to him. Of course on this island they were stuck on there were bound to be countless moments to piss each other off. He was not about to back down from her though, not in the least, but in the same token he could not keep up with her physically. His high metabolism played well to his physique, but his lack of physical exercise was killing him in this moment.<br/><br/>As Veda moved quicker Henrik was almost thankful since he no longer felt the brunt of the brush smacking him in the face. Not long after she hurried up he too heard the water, but with nothing but the moonlight to guide him Henrik was not about to take any unnecessary chances. There were risks of tripping over a branch, root, or some other piece of shrubbery. Just not something he felt like doing. He said nothing though as she left him behind, choosing to take things slow and let them be for the time being.<br/><br/>As he came to the clearing he paused as he saw Veda resting on a flat rock next to the small pond that the waterfall flowed into. It was a glorious sight as the moon shimmered off the glassy water. The alcove was beautiful to say the least.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ff00">"Oh my... vater, thank the gods."</span>He said with a thick accent, and using a v instead of a w in the word water. Of course in that moment something else glistened from the left, as something metal reflected in the moonlight and caught his eye. Henrik couldn't see immediately what it was, and he decided he could forego water for a brief moment to investigate what it was. The shrubbery had grown all around the object, that much was clear as he made his way closer and closer.<br/><br/>As he peeled back some of the thick broad leaves that were around the object he saw that it was more like a building. The metal a small mirror on the outside, what purpose it served he couldn't be sure, but quickly he realized what he was looking at. He had studied enough history to know.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ff00"> "Hey Veda, come check this out. It is a pill box, from the second war. I think it is Japanese since da Americans build all of theirs in England. Either way it might provide us some shelter."</span>He said, proud of his discovery of the building. He wanted to go in, but it was already dark outside, and therefore likely dark on the inside. So Henrik turned toward the small pond, his thirst still lingered with the cotton like feeling in his mouth.<br/><br/>Henrik knelt down next to the pond and he too scooped some water into his hand, it was cool and refreshing to the touch, and he brought it up to his lips. Immediately his dried lips responded in kind, and his tongue and mouth yearned for more upon receipt of the refreshing liquid. Henrik dipped his head low and sank it into the pond, slurping water in as fast as he could while getting his face wet. The feeling was amazing and refreshing, and soon he had taken enough water to feel better as he awaited Veda's response.