"Something like that," Tony laughs as he digs through his bag in search of a few supplies; what was left of the medicine, and his sharp folding knife.

"No, it's more like -" and then Howard collapses and Tony isn't near enough to even try and catch him. "Shit."

He can't afford to lose either of them, so he sets them back down before he scrambles to pull Howard from the stream.

He's both freezing and burning up. Not good signs at all.