[ Water, thank god and she takes the canteen without even thinking that it could be a trick or something else to be concerned about. What matters is that she's thirsty and overheated and just for now, justified paranoia can take a backseat. She takes a long drink from the canteen (not enough to drain it -- she's already scolding herself for being greedy two mouthfuls in, conserving water isn't a habit you just unlearn) and then takes in a hard breath before handing it back. ]
Thank you... You'd think anyone who put me here would think to give me water too, but apparently not.
[ She manages a smile, but it's tired and little forced. ]
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[ Water, thank god and she takes the canteen without even thinking that it could be a trick or something else to be concerned about. What matters is that she's thirsty and overheated and just for now, justified paranoia can take a backseat. She takes a long drink from the canteen (not enough to drain it -- she's already scolding herself for being greedy two mouthfuls in, conserving water isn't a habit you just unlearn) and then takes in a hard breath before handing it back. ]
Thank you... You'd think anyone who put me here would think to give me water too, but apparently not.
[ She manages a smile, but it's tired and little forced. ]