You ain't got nobody with ya?

[a pause; he doesn't know what that sound is at all, pictures rocks and gravel coloured white]

[he rubs the sweat off the back of his neck (his hair has been matted with mud and he's filthy, everything just sticks to you)]

I don't think we're at the same place. The others think there's more -- islands... they wanna build a boat, but fuck that...

[the vocabulary is new, stilted, awkward in his mouth]

Ya can't stay away from water in a swamp. Ya been inna blizzard before?