The refusal of water shocked Deri; she could smell the lack of water in his veins and knew he was close to severe dehydration.  Sighing, she picked up the canteen and began to follow him.  "You act as if I volunteered for this, human!  For however long I've been this way, I have been alone and traveling from town to town.  I save people - humans - from my kind.  I ran away from my home, my family, in fear that they would kill me too, but little did I know I got this virus as well.  When I ran from my home, everyone was ripping each others heads off, but when I succumbed, I was this.  I have the thirst, but I've never had human blood."  The canteen felt heavy against her strength at the memory of her parents savagely ripping her three-year-old brother in half.<br/><br/>Rushing in front of him, she held out the canteen to him.  "Fine, don't travel with me, but at least take the canteen.  It's fresh water and it's full.  I don't need it."  Her eyes were filled with concern and genuinity.