A wet slump from somewhere to his left signaled Blue's return. So his clothes were drenched now, too. He thought he had placed them far enough away that the water wouldn't splash on them too much, but he supposed that was the kind of luck he was having today.  When she touched him again, Lex felt how much cooler her damp skin had become after being exposed to the cool air that hung in the barracks. Of course this building would be more or less uninsulated, because the government cared even less about its actual soldiers than its Realians."I think he might actually kill me if I made him run down those stairs again," Lex supposed. Marcus would probably kill him anyway, and he probably deserved it on a plethora of accounts if he were being honest with himself. He was already on the warpath about Dicen, and now Lex was making him wait even longer than they'd intended. At least if he was going to die, he was going to die a mostly-clean man. Probably the most recent man on Eden to say he'd had a shower, too. That wasn't much of a legacy to leave behind, but if Marcus was going to kill him anyway, Lex decided he could just wait. "I'll probably just have to wait," he decided at last. "You can let Marcus know what's going on though, if you want. He might want to explore other buildings and blame me for more things he finds while we wait to go to the top of the tower."