Tom physically and mentally felt like shit.  Even with the fact the Enclave was probably going to win he was hoping more people would escape.  Now he was drifting with a few other people he recognized and some people he didn't.  With the awkward silence Tom decided to try to break the ice.  "I...so...sigh"  Giving up with a sigh Tom stopped trying to make conversation with anyone.  After they landed Tom got out of the raft and helped anyone that needed help getting out.  

When night fell Tom was by a fire he had made for the others.  Gabriel left the main group and sat some distance from the others.  He got up and cleared his throat as he looked at the others.  "We should figure out who is going to watch over the others while they sleep.  I'll take first watch."  Some of the others looked like they were about to pass out but they needed to set up a watch just in case they might be attacked.