by Kitsumi » 12/27/2020 4:42 AM
When Donna began to move, coughing and sputtering and gulping air, Nathanial sent up a prayer of thanks. If she hadn't just vomited and they weren't both barely staying above water, he probably would have hugged her, he was so relieved. Instead, he simply let out a quiet, "Thank heavens you're okay, captain!"
Her response, however, was much less pleasant. Shaking his head, the man said, "You can cuss me out for saving your life later, Donna... assuming we live through this." Honestly, he didn't see how survival was possible at this point. They were in the middle of the ocean, with no land in sight. Surely they would tire and drown before reaching land. And that was if nothing came along and ate them, first.
[Wild Pet Found]