When he offered her the stick and bag to carry. Her first reaction was disbelief. He was going to make her carry the load? Just like him to want to give everything else to others to worry about. However, as she glanced at his bandages, she had to admit that it would be hard for him to get around. Reluctantly she took the stick from him and placed it over her shoulder. All water ran downhill, and if you could find a stream, then you could follow it to a larger one. Eventually, you would find a town along side one. So she suggested, "We should head downhill." She said it in no uncertain terms. Better than trying to reason with him any ideas he had.

He left for a moment, leaving her to contemplate. She hadn't seen Ben in quite a few years. Now here he was the only one around at all. Talk about the phrase, "last one on earth" and the stuff she said she wouldn't do. Like talk to him and be nice to him. She had broken both of those already. She thought about his injuries. If he wasn't injured, she would totally take off on him right now. She had a soft spot though for the helpless and though he was anything but, there was no getting around the fact that he was half blind and handicapped.

As he came back, she stood there and offered while looking the other way, "Here, take this." She held out the walking stick she had made. "You will need it." It would be tough walking in any direction. At least he would have a chance of keeping his balance better this way. And a chance of keeping up with her. She was going to walk fast and get as much ground between them and the plane as possible.