Phil glared at Paige. He hated the fact he was being scolded for common logic and survival skills. "Whatever..." he sighed standing himself up. "You are all talking about being a hunter. What is being hunter?" Phil asked calmly. "If you haven't noticed, I have no fucking clue who I am!" Phil yelled flaring up. "So, don't go around expecting me to understand what you mean until you all actually explain yourself. Are you hiding something from me or what?" Phil was right in the face Paige. He was angry at her, Connor, Rand, but mostly he was angry at the world. "It was a mistake coming here...In the end you're on your own anyway. I'd be fine by myself. I, for some uncanny reason, have all the skills I need to survive." Phil needed to leave. He couldn't cope with anyone. "Whatever..." was the last thing he said to Paige before throwing her shirt on the cave floor and walking out into the the forest on his own. The cut on his face had mostly stopped bleeding. He decided to help Connor find water. Better yet, find it on his own and get out of the group. He looked at the vegetation around him and saw that the trees and shrubs were growing to the North, meaning, at least he thought, that there should be a water source towards the North. He walked for what seemed like forever to him, when in reality it was probably only half an hour. In the distance he saw a figure of a young man.
Phil walked over to the young man. "Hey..." He said a bit cold and started walking with him. "I'm here to help you find water." He stated. He checked the vegetation to see the direction in which they were growing and noticed that they were going towards the East. "Water should be that way" Phil said walking off. After about twenty minutes Phil saw a little creek. "Well...There's water, but not a lot."