[Camille is slightly less soggy but still wet as hell. She has leech bites all over and is trying to blink the night sky back into focus. The smoke, she still do be burning.]
I...Geto...
[She reaches for him with one hand, coughing behind a closed mouth. Bracing at his shoulder.]
no subject
I...Geto...
[She reaches for him with one hand, coughing behind a closed mouth. Bracing at his shoulder.]
We found something.