"Absolutely terrifying. I will have to see if I can find it, I might have enough service out here, but there was a television special on lake and sea monsters that made me almost piss myself." He ducked down to rinse his hands off and went back to shore to retrieve his flask, offering it to Jackson. "Taste for taste?"
R felt the tension bleeding out of Jackson and smiled a little. "Here, rinse that out, soap next." He retrieved the other bottle from his pocket and worked up a lather between his hands. "It's beautiful. Wish I'd brought some paints or something but all I have is a sketchbook and pencil. The colors are so vibrant, I couldn't do it justice in black and gray."