They had been talking for awhile before Sam had realized that 'nomorecaves' was female and not male. After all, hunting was still a predominantly male profession, if one could call it such. Not that he thought that women couldn't do the job because he knew darn well that they could, having met Ellen and even Jo. But he'd just assumed. Of course, he wasn't expecting her to include a picture with her next message. And he wasn't expecting her to be so... pretty. She looked a little like a woman that they'd helped a few years back.
He'd been worried when the woman that he'd started corresponding with more frequently had gone missing. Especially with what they both did, he couldn't help thinking the worst.
He considered things very carefully and then sent back a picture of his own.
PM: I'm still around. I hope that things are okay now. Things have been a little rough around here, but so far I'm still alive so that's good, I suppose.