It didn't seem possible to be more ready to leave than he was.  As soon as she said those words, he loaded himself up with their supplies, letting himself do more of the heavy lifting, if for no other reason than he was the man and, he would admit, hopefully a bit of a way to impress her.  He rolled his shoulders to situate the backpack and nodded to Saul and Petre before he began their trek.<br/><br/>"So what did you think of my waterfall yesterday?" he asked, figuring he ought to come some conversation on the forty-five minute or so walk.  His plan was to cut the corner between going straight to the river from camp and then back up.  He wasn't about to try to go straight there - of all days, he didn't want to risk getting lost.  The first chance he got, though, he slid his hand around hers, squeezing it with a smile.