[That’s not the usual reaction human beings have to oh by the way sharks. He raises an eyebrow and draws his knife, flipping it in his hand to ready for whatever tried to kill them.]

They do. One tried to bite me when I woke up. [So he stabbed it in the gills. After facing the perils of space, a shark is just another Sunday. He turns and starts moving towards the shore. He pauses, glancing back at him.]

Don’t know much else right now. Grab your pack and we’ll go. [He’ll drag him off if he has to. Keith frowns out at the sea. His armor had kept him from a nasty bite but that won’t save the stranger.] If you’re bleeding keep it covered or out of the water if you can.