Jakel was slightly feverish or maybe he was feverish...by now he couldn't even tell. He was dehydrated then felt something cool pressing against his lips. He drinks the water slowly so he didn't gag on it. Or get sick from it. He drinks until he makes a gagging sound and lowers his head. "Don't....know." He says. "Cargo hold? Was on the pier...just lay down for a...second. So very exhausted...been running....so very long." He says weakly. "Hiding from the devil man. He hurts me all the time. Had to hide to rest. Was only supposed to be a few moments..." he says. The words spoken in a weak but no longer raspy or breathless voice. The oversized hat fell off his head revealing his youthful features and strangely shaped ears. "Sorry...it was on the dock...it was open...just meant to be a few moments...then start running again."