As he walked to the water, shaking his head a bit, he found himself in an unusual situation. One that he hadn’t felt in a while. He was horny…easily hidden or redirected when they were alone. The hunt or other tasks easily taking over at certain times, and his hand on others, but he was leaving behind a very rare commodity to get water for Desmond, and suddenly his mind had to interject.<br/><br/><em>’Are you out of your damn mind!?’</em><br/><br/>His response was interrupted by the woman now behind him. Woman. Jesus Christ. When she’d spoken to him like they were in a bad Tarzan movie, he scoffed as he continued walking to the lagoon “I can understand what you’re saying lady…I just haven’t spoken to a lady in a while…”. Once he was through speaking, they’d broken through to the lagoon. It was actually a very beautiful site, though it was everyday for him by now “I need water…” he said, his head slightly turned to her.<br/><br/>He jogged his way the short distance to the gathering of rocks that brought him closer to the waterfall. There he collected the water in his bottle and hustled back to her “How are you? Our friend Desmond was bit by some black and yellow snake. I killed it, but it was too late…Elijah said that it had some paralyze. Can you run?” He’d hate to leave her there, but Dez needed help…and he was so damn close to her now…<br/>