Sawyer was running a bit behind schedule. His blasted alarm hadn't gone off the night before, and then there had been a mix-up in which his bags had accidentally been taken by someone else, and he had been forced to track them down. There was no way he was entering the cave without his camera and plenty of film. The whole purpose for coming - for him, at least - was the chance to be the first person to photograph his little corner of the cave. How cool would it be to have his name go down in history books, as one of the first explorers of the newly discovered caves?
Of course, he had to actually get there, first. The large backpack on his back and the camera around his neck created some resistance as he attempted to hurry towards the meeting spot outside the cave. He paused to rub his hands together, blowing on the. The air here was cold, but hopefully it would be warmer inside the caves.
Finally, he reached his destination...nearly half an hour past the time that he had reminded Artemis over and over again to meet him.