Last look back
“I hope you haven’t been up long,” I say when finally I slither out of my small tent to find Jesse tending the fire. He usually starts work a few hours earlier than I do so I wonder if he’s been awake a while.
“No, not too long,” he answers. I can’t tell if he’s just being polite.
It got chilly overnight (so says my frozen cup of water) so we spend a while with hot coffee by the fire before packing for the walk out.