Jhett tried to sit up, if he sat up he felt that he would have a harder time of falling asleep. His vision swam, but he told himself he would not lie back down, he watched at the two girls made their way across the beach to go into the wreckage of the ship. He hoped neither one would get hurt, the thing was on fire in certain parts and he wasn't even sure what part of the ship they were entering. He glanced at the other boy who was injured and wished to himself that he just had a burn on his leg, he could feel that blood was still seeping out of the makeshift bandage Yvette had secured around his head. "God damn this hurts, is it really that bad? That I need stitches?" He needed to keep talking, the more he talked the better chance he wouldn't fall asleep.