Heather could tell Helen was trying to be strong and she admired the woman for it, but she still worried about her getting behind the wheel and having a panic attack or something. Heather was having trouble dealing with things herself, but she had always been good at pushing things down, bottling things up. It was what allowed her to function well in her job as an EMT, and it was what would make her a great doctor, she was sure of it.<br/><br/>If she ever got to finish school.<br/><br/>She watched Helen head for her vehicle and she forced herself not to go after her. She needed to face her fears. Heather slid into the passengers seat of the taxi, sighing softly. Everything was so surreal. As they drove through the prairie, it almost felt like they were just out camping or hunting.<br/><br/>She forced her attention on Adam, focusing now on him and the details about him. He had been soaked. It wasn't that long, but it didn't take long to lower the body temperature and allow hypothermia to set in. Even in try clothes, his body was still going to struggle to raise his temperature back up. She could see his teeth chattering slightly, the slight tension in his body as he struggled with the cold.<br/><br/>"You need to get warm or you'll harm yourself.." She spoke quietly, staring out the window again. The others weren't far off. She could see Bethany sorting through the food up ahead. "I think we should all say a prayer for him.. And I know dragging his corpse away isn't dignified.. But we need to be realistic. That much mass will be hard to move. Someone could get hurt trying. If we cut the seatbelts out of the vehicles and use them to drag him away, I think that will be better for everyone."<br/><br/>She hesitated before speaking again. "It's not a person anymore. He's in God's hands now, and we need to do what we can to survive. That could have just as easily been one of us."