Chase eagerly took the water when offered, hoping he could down the whole bottle before Simms found a way to butt in and stop it. He grunted a little as the cool liquid hit his tongue, and suddenly he felt more thirsty than he had in what felt like days.
He rolled his eyes even as he continued to drink, then finally pulled back. "Oliver and Edwin are out of commission, I think. Don't know for sure about Owen," he muttered faintly so hopefully only Kiley could hear, just in case that hadn't been relayed yet. There were so few people there that anyone could really count on that it was a pretty big blow to their chances. He continued on as if he hadn't said anything at all, his tone snide. "Apparently the mechanics of eating are a little too complicated for a brain the size of a walnut. I'd draw him a diagram but," he eyeballed Simms, then wiggled his numb, taped arms ineffectually.