Jim didn't mind being outside like this, enjoying the sunshine and the sometimes breeze and the cool water as he waded into the edges of the river. "Backbreaking, Bones? This is barely hard work. We've done worse before, don't you think? This is just a fun distraction." He sat down on a rock that was sticking dryly out of the water and bent down to pan again. "What do you think the purpose is though?" he wondered.