Micah,
"I was just going to say. Thank you for that lesson and...and your hair looks very nice in the sun." Nadia says, turning pink.
"What?!" I splutter, feeling stupid, but amused at the same time.
"Oh, you can just forget about it," she says, turning away and blushing more fiercely. Abruptly, she turns back towards me.
"Good sir, you are a true gentleman," she says, and then looks around at the others, all milling around, tending to wounds.
I want to hold her close, stroke her hair, let her know what she means to me, but I can't not now, not after the fight, in front of everyone. I sigh, following Nadia as she approaches the others. I have to say something to her, though.
"Nadia, I--" I begin, but Lire cuts me off.
"Um, don't mean to intrude, but we don't have any water. We're going to go thirsty soon..."
That stops me in my tracks. It's true: none of us have had anything to drink in a little under a day. That can't be good. I address the others, and even Dill listens.
"What say we explore the perimeter of the island, since we know that the others are in the interior? A stream might drain onto the beach, or something."
