Ellie comes back from stringing up some cherts to find a new person at the fire, gently dozing. That's good, everybody deserves some rest, even this guy, whoever he is. New people are important to keep close, foster some sense of teamwork. That's about what Logan said, anyway.

But, well. Ellie gets jumpy sometimes. And you really shouldn't just fall asleep in front of the fire like that... Oh, fuck it, who cares, she doesn't have to justify shit.

Ellie takes out one of the plastic cups she picked up in the world's core, a chipped pink little number that's seen better days. She's been using it to drink from the large pot of water she's been bringing back from the lake and boiling. Currently, the boiled water is cooled to lukewarm. Perfect.

She fills the cup with water, and gently, slowly, places the new guy's hand in it.