"Are you-" he comments dryly like a teenager just discovering masturbation and walks ahead, hand deep in the pocket of his jeans, light-headed from teh lack of sleep of the night, hungry and tired and ... scared? Maybe.

"You just wait and see. Just- wait and see." He can't muster the same confidence. They should be getting close now. Trees look all the same, but this far into the woods, or maybe it was after the next bend...