Joey took down his hair and washed it as well, sighing at how good it felt to be clean. It was such a rare thing to be able to wash oneself in the desert, seeing water was precious and hard to come by. He was just pleased that the spring seemed to cycle fresh water, through vents deep below the surface. He wondered where the water came from, probably from deep underground. The thought gave him chills and he looked over to where Andrew quietly worked on preparing the snake. Was it just him, or was the young man trying his best to avoid looking at him?

"Everything alright there?" Joey asked, coming out of the spring and lying on the hot rocks next to it. He felt a little awkward sunning himself naked, but it was the only way to get dry. "Excuse my birthday suit," he added, hoping he wasn't offending the native.