"The falls." he answered the question without delay. He knew that. But even then, he still suggested what he did; perhaps he was far too confident in himself, or his fellow men or women? Or maybe he just thought that their situation was desperate enough that it would be better than the alternative. Which, right now, seemed like a long, drawn out period of rationing that killed off some of the weaker, and may drive other members to commit crimes they otherwise would never think to do.<br/><br/>He also thought, to himself, that perhaps the Kreatures would go to other sources of water to drink; ones that he and the others in this village were unaware of.  Perhaps long distance observation of their movements could lead to the discovery of a previously unknown source of water? Hmm.<br/><br/>Even as the other people began to dismiss themselves from the hall, Gray remained where he was, eyes fixated on his own feet; though with the distant, pensive look he had, he wasn't particularly interested in them. No, he was trying to think of something else. He hadn't anywhere else to be for the moment; his shift was not until later on in the day.<br/><br/>Sure, Detta and the Elites would be back sooner or later with a report, good or bad. But in the meanwhile, it would pay to take the time to come up with other alternatives.