[ The man in the lounge chair beside him happens to be sweating, soaked through at the chest and under his arms, hair sticking in strings, and every meaty inch of him listing forward with a hand out like he'd been just about to catch Thomas before his face hit a log.
When he catches himself Barnes eases back, still braced for a round two but looking more amused than concerned. ]
No kidding. You gonna make it or should I grab the extinguisher just in case?
[ Which, of course, they don't have — but he nods his head at a rather dirty looking pale of unfiltered, unclean water. ]
snow blind;
When he catches himself Barnes eases back, still braced for a round two but looking more amused than concerned. ]
No kidding. You gonna make it or should I grab the extinguisher just in case?
[ Which, of course, they don't have — but he nods his head at a rather dirty looking pale of unfiltered, unclean water. ]