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He blinks “You were sleeping”

“You could have woken me”

“You’re right I could have”

“And?”

“I didn’t”

I draw a deep breath Press ether Grit my molars Doesn’t matter, I tellabout hiain In a feeeks, he’ll sail away, and that will be the end of him

“Well, then What have you found?”

“Just poking around”

“And?”

He lifts a shoulder in a sort of shrug “I just want to h to a spot where it’s not touching anything”

The tent’s joint is near half a h…I inhale deeply

He reaches into his pocket, tossing so my way “Catch”

I scraround

“My phone,” he says “You can turn it on with the button on the right side It’ll want a password Put in one, one, one, nine, one, seven Swipe your thumb across the screen until you see an app—a square that’ll say ‘Kindle’ There are books there Find so to read and don’t be worried I won’t move the rocks around unless I’m sure there’s not rin “And I’ve got a helmet”

A retort slah my head—“Do you think I care?” But it’s too itated state Instead I say, “You’re absurd”