"Yeah, this is a good place to wait, probably," Felix replied without much thought behind it. He just wanted to stop, his thighs and feet aching from the trek through the woods, and his head thrumming. He needed a drink and a cigarette, and Pam dipping her feet into the water looked like the best plan he'd seen all day.
The fact that more people were coming was great, because that meant he didn't have to keep leading the herd.
He sat down next to Pam, shrugging his gear off and pulled his shoes and socks off. He slid a cigarette between his lips, but didn't light it, noting that Pam was downwind and even when he was in the mood to be an asshole he wasn't the kind that would shove secondhand smoke on someone unless they were being a special kind of douchebag. When his feet barely skimmed the surface his entire body jumped as if he'd been burned, the cold water against his hot toes almost painful.
"Fuck, we're gonna have to cross this shit too," he groaned, the cigarette bobbing loosely between his lips. "Who the hell puts a nature center across a river with no bridge and down a ravine?"