He dropped back to the ground with a thud, and gave her a bloody lipped smile, before nodding slightly. "Story... of my... life."<br/><br/>He wasn't sure if he was awake or unconscious, though what parts he could remember vaguely reminded him of getting the cold weather survival training done in boy scouts, which required swimming in freezing, icy water. He tried to send back a thought, but wasn't sure it got through, about Amy's gem, and her being from his world. He knew the part about not letting her out of the cave didn't, at least.