Masaru glanced at the kitsune girl and the garuda went off to go handle the snake without him, a decision that he much preferred to the alternative of 'throw punches and hope the snake sucks at dodging'. Nodding his head as he moved aside for those two, the oni nodded his head and headed out to check the final supply count. For the most part, aside from that crate of hardtack (assuming it still HAD any left inside), there was wheat, soybeans, rice, and barley, as stated earlier... And that gem thing that elf girl was hoarding to herself. Granted, he never really [i]got[/i] magic, but if it helped her, well, all the better.

Turk's return with a bit of fish brought a smile to his face; his survival in and of itself was a miracle, considering that he could catch fish as he did. Every little bit of food helped, after all.

"Alright, alright, this is good. Liking how things are turning out; not everything's gone, so we've got a fighting chance!" he shouted, psyching himself up before noticing the elf girl walking over to and talking to what seemed to be... A pile of boards?
...
No, wait. It was moving. Someone under it?

Curious, Masaru strode over to see what the cause was, only to find that it was a human girl who had also managed to survive. Kneeling down, Masaru saw the color of her face and her expression and shook his head. No way she was getting up in that condition.

"'scuse me a moment," he said, moving past the elf and casually tossing the boards on top of the young woman towards the sand before picking her up like a piece of luggage. Though she only seemed to be a bit shorter than him, his abnormal strength made the task of moving her... Quite simple.

"Okay... Well, you're not getting any better if you stay on the shore like a piece of driftwood, so let's bring you somewhere a bit drier. Like the edge of the beach. Maybe that'll get whatever's buggin' ya out of your system."

With a smile, the oni casually carried her closer inland before placing her down like a doll, upper body upright and leaning against a tree. 

"You okay there? Need some water or something?" he asked, slapping her face lightly a few times to check for consciousness before realizing another problem in front of them.

Right. Fresh water. They needed that. Quite badly, actually.
Shit.