Felix stripped quickly, shoving everything into his bag and holding it over his head for his trip to the other side of the river, absolutely not interested in spending the rest of the day in wet clothes on top of everything else. The first touch of the water against his bare skin caused a sharp trill of expletives, but it was only a few steps from one bank to the other, and after a few seconds he stumbling up the rise towards Lennon.
"We really need an actual fucking bridge," he hissed as quietly as he could manage while keeping the shivering emphasis. He crouched close to Lennon for partial cover as he ripped open the bag again, using the shirt he'd been wearing under the jumpsuit to quickly dry off so he could redress. "Want to go to the mill? I know we can't go, but if you're half-blind then being somewhere familiar's probably a shit-ton better than trying to navigate out here, right? We've both been there more than pretty much anybody else in this place, aside from Ivy and Lila, so if anybody is coming up the river or using the path we'd probably have an advantage."