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"I know."

"Will he?"

"I don't know. We have to move though. Your torch won't last forever and we need to find our way out."

"We follow the water." Hallie began walking. "He's heavy in your arms?"

"Yes."

"You leg, is there still pain?"

"Some. Less then before but still pain. Tomorrow is when I'll feel it. And a headache I'd wager. Something close to the morning after the most you've ever drunk. I'll be nothing pretty but I'll survive."

"What do you think tomorrow will be like?" Hallie asked softly.

"I don't know. I think once we get to the end of the this sewer we'll have a pretty good idea. But right now, where I was when all of this happened. I couldn't even guess."

Hallie was silent.

"Hopefully I'll have some boots at least."