Taking a breath, Leonard nodded. The kid seemed to be aware of what he was doing, and had a good head on his shoulders... working together would cut down on the time it took. And talking sounded good, after all that rain, all that silence punctuated by nerve-wracking noises.

"Sure, kid, sure. I'll tell you what; I'll make some flooring out of the sticks and leaves around here, get us up off the floor." Best way to stay alive in the wild. The chill always came from the ground. "You deal with the rest of the sehlter. Then we'll sit, and we'll talk." He agreed, giving him another, singular nod; one of respect.

"..Sounds like you've got a good heart. Sorry that you're mixed up in this, but you have the right idea about it. For now, let's focus on building a place to cool our heels. Then, we'll chat; all right?"

Poor kid. He couldn't imagine the kind of gall it took, facing off people like this against one another. Barbaric.