Snake paused, listening to distant voices calling in the forest. They were still a way away and he took a deep draught of the cold water, before callously splashing the bruised and grazed young man still asleep behind him. Ocelot was not asleep for long after that. He sat up with a curse and kicked Snake so that he toppled face first into the stream, then sat back to nurse his injuries from the rough night before. Finally hearing his searching Unit as Snake shook himself off.