"After," she echoed, nodding. Gods, her mouth was so dry from all this freaking out and granola - Antigone pushed the thought away before it could combine with the thought that the bottle in her bag was already empty. It would be fine. They'd be out of here long before she had a chance to get really thirsty. She swallowed, just thinking about it, and turned back to look at him, offering to fight a battle he had no context for, just because someone he'd never met was in trouble. "Thank you, Asterion," she said.