Colin couldn't figure out how almost getting eaten by a snake thing was remotely his fault. Especially if it had already eaten Gwyn.
Poor Gwyn.
He came to slowly, catching the last bit of their conversation. Stuck like that? Was that thing...Gwyn? No way. Too crazy.
Of course they were trapped on a tropical island as prisoners with weird shit happening. Crap.
Shifting, he realized the whole urinating in terror thing. Oh great. Instead being eaten by the girl he'd come to help, he got to die of humiliation instead.
He couldn't go out there. Especially if that was Gwyn and he'd just...yeah. Not happening. That window over there was looking like his best bet. Hopefully, he'd fall and break his neck doing that.
That would be more merciful than dealing with this shit.