"I think you need to get warm first," Thorne told her, gripping her hand gently. "Thank you, you did good, but we don't need anyone else going down tonight." Turning to Bazzer, Thorne's face showed relief. Bazzer wasn't chilled and he could move quickly.
"Yes..please. I need a fire here. I can't move her yet and I can't see and I need that little paper note book that has all the plant drawings. There's an antiseptic in there that I'll need someone else to find. I need some of the lake seaweed cut into strips about three feet long for bandages." He looked at Bazzer, eyes dark and haunted, "And...could you see if anyone has a sewing kit? I. I should really stitch these, but. I...I don't have anything to use. M..maybe the diaper pins from the baby bag? They could work..." He exhaled shakily, "And fresh water and well need some water to start boiling and the small pot of shocklate."