Dem looks around at the forest around him with a sad smile. "I can see why my brother would choose this of all places." He says to himself, shaking his hair out of his face. It had gotten longer after their parents died. He preferred it that way, made him feel older than he was. He soon reaches the river. Unscrewing the lid of his water bottle, he bends down to scoop up some water,but the bottle slips and falls into the river. "Shit!" He says loudly, before jumping into the river after it. He winces at the chilly water and reaches for the bottle, but his hand misses and the bottle floats downstream rapidly. "Great..." he groans, before wading to the Rabin side, which was closer, and pulling himself out of the river. He plops out, panting heavily, soaked.