"More to a mess than just dirt here'n there," Sawyer pointed out, even as he tilted his head to match the motions of her hand, the cool water calming down his nerves and his breathing, Sawyer holding himself steady while she was in such close proximity. There was a strange feeling to it, the patches of clarity that his mind experienced, even while the world still spun in a confusing blur. "Think a mess of people's harder to clean than..."

His eyes roved around the room for emphasis. Messy though it was, repairs clearly needed, all the same, he'd never kept very much in that hut in the first place.