Keribo trudged on, showing no signs of fatigue or being affected by the heat. He stood almost directly behind Kanji and knew they were lost the second the man looked back. He didn't voice his suspicion, and instead studied the landscape before them. Inwardly, he was in no good shape, parched and hungry, having been neglecting the instinct to feed himself with the diminishing supplies and drank far more sparingly than was called for. He felt he could last longer than the others without food and little water, leaving most for them to share amongst themselves.

It wasn't long before he noticed the woman currently calling to them, and started running to her. "A woman..." He thought to himself. "What's she doing out here?"