[ murphy doesn't spare much concern over kavinsky's apparent need to barf, though he does believe him. it wasn't a smooth ride and this is all a little Much, even for him. but he's focused more on getting K's foot cleaned up enough that he'll be able to walk. they'll probably need to wrap it with something else, hmm, but he answers in a mild, distracted tone. ] Yeah, it's called turn your face back to the water.
[ lifting his head as he wraps the bandage, he skims along the beach, looking for the other man he'd met only moments before, not entirely sure he'll still recognize him covered in sand. really, none of the faces he sees he immediately recognizes, but it's hard for him to look close when he's so concerned with other things involving staying alive through the night here. also, there's a big white elk ass in the way. move, elk. ]
no subject
[ lifting his head as he wraps the bandage, he skims along the beach, looking for the other man he'd met only moments before, not entirely sure he'll still recognize him covered in sand. really, none of the faces he sees he immediately recognizes, but it's hard for him to look close when he's so concerned with other things involving staying alive through the night here. also, there's a big white elk ass in the way. move, elk. ]
No. I didn't see him land, but I was kinda busy.