Joe sighed. Whoever she was, she was out cold.  "Well, it won't do to travel around in these wet clothes. Might as well make a fire and wait for this person to wake up," Joe said as he gathered some kindling, an easy task being that they were in a forest. He made sure to keep his senses alert for danger, especially since it would be just him until the other officer woke up.  Once all the kindling had been gathered, he cleared an area of grass and weeds, and gathered the kindling together, placing the grass on top.  He summoned one of his DG 9's and aimed it at the pile.  As he fired the shot, he amplified the discharge from the gun to produce more fire, and the grass caught, turning the kindling into a decent campfire.  He dragged his comrade over closer to the fire so that she'd at least get dry while she slept.  Satisfied that he had done everything he could, Joe sat down opposite Riordan and warmed himself up.  "Well. Things could be worse," he muttered to himself.  To answer that, his stomach growled.<em>Damn, I'm going to need to find food soon. I don't think it's safe to leave him like this, so I guess I'll have to wait.</em>