Ishigo took a deep breath thought to himself for a moment. What [i]was[/i] his plan? Suddenly, Zachary's voice snapped him to attention, and he turned to face the man who had flown the group to safety. "Thank you, my friend," he said kindly as he accepted Zachary's jacket. He didn't realize how cold he was until after the felt the warmth of the coat; a single shiver ran down his body at the sudden change of temperature. Ishigo was amazed at Zachary's ability to tell exactly what was going on with Ishigo's body. He took the cup of water and sipped it slowly, giving Zachary a single pat on the shoulder to express his gratitude. The water ran down his throat and thawed out his insides. He could feel himself feeling more and more revitalized with each every passing second. His recovery was much speedier than expected. 

After resting by the shuttle and finishing the water, Ishigo set the cup down and sighed. "I guess I should go talk to them, then, huh?" he said, looking at Raeven, then Zachary. Although he already had established a strong sense of comradery with the group, it wasn't until he noticed Zachary by his side that he felt any sort of obligation. These were his people now. He wouldn't have been able to make it out without each and every single one of them. It was here, parked near the campfire, that this realization struck him. He thanked Aeritus that he still had them by his side.